I couldn't agree more on the "no friends" and family absolutely do not know what it is like to be a caregiver to a PALS, to watch your sweetheart slowly slip away from you, to constantly be reinventing the wheel as you search for new answers in how to make things better and how to better take care of your PALS. What really gets my goat, is when I try to talk to someone reguarding Jason's stupid family, or our latest hurdle in the progression of disease, they automatically either:
A) Know exactly what to do and how to help your PALS and talk at you like "why didn't you come up this or try that"? As if we haven't tried anything at all, or already tried what they are now suggesting, because they all of the sudden know ALL THE ANSWERS.
B) Try to make you a saint, which part of me thinks these words are cop out words, because they don't know what to say, andall they are really thinking is, what a crappy hand life dealt you, sucks to be you, type of thing.
C) Admonish me over my behavior in what or how I think, and certainly it couldn't be that bad, and how I should be the "bigger" person, etc. Y'all haven't walked a mile in my shoes, so don't even begin to think you have a clue in what a deal with on a daily basis, and yes, it really is THAT BAD. Ugh!