Yeah, I have to feed her every day. It's very frustrating because she won't eat unless I feed her with a fork. And I have to nag her to drink. She chews very slowly, and always tries to spit it out on the floor if I turn my back to multitask. There's only so many foods I can feed her that are somewaht nutritious, that she will eat at all, that aren't very messy, and have high enough calories.
The only thing I don't do for her is give her a bath, my sister does that. But it's hard getting her down here, she's a dumb bitch that moved from a few blocks away to 30 or so miles away. They come through town and I've asked her to stop by when she does to give a bath but she never does. She was a nurse at nursing home for a long time so it's nothing to her.
I have to get her up every so often to go to the bathroom otherwise she pisses herself and I have to clean it up, I can't give her a bath to get her clean either, the best I can do is make her change into a clean set of clothes, and wait until I can get my sister down to give her the next bath.
She mostly just lays there until I get her up to do something.
It's very draining dealing with her like this. If she would ever express hunger and eat her fucking meals herself, not let herself get bed ridden, it wouldn't be so bad at all just cooking her meals and doing pretty much everything around the house.
They do electroshock therapy still, she had it done previously when she was like this. She might have to do it again but I'd prefer to fidn soemthing that could pick her up and get her back to stable. One medicine had her get up and try to fix herself some sausage, I learned about it later when there was mysterious sausage in teh frying pan, she stopped midway, and she was acting more manic and saying mean shit so I got her off that medicine because bipolar mania is 1000000x worse to deal with and live with. It was when I was going to do a seasonal work sorting corn for a decent amount per hour to get some funds but I couldn't do it because I ahd to watch her and make sure she didn't blow up the house while I was gone.
Edit: also I still ahve to clean up her hoarding mess from her manic epsiodes, but dealing with her saps most of my energy so I just let it sit. I need to throw out tons of garbage we do not need. She had like 500 pairs of shoes.
Edit: also I forgot to add about my sister moving how it was funny how I wanted them to move like that for so many years and now when it was beneficial to me for them to be near she ends up farther away making it much harder on me now.