I think, though, BB, that the mum is getting past the point of understanding your final point - she can’t take on board that if she doesn’t let her daughter ‘escape’ sometimes, she will ‘end up’ without the daughter, with only care-workers or in residential care etc etc.
Jacqueline, I think you have to sit down and have a real thinkthrough of what is going to happen in the future. Five years ago I ‘took on’ my MIL…the first year was the most difficult as I took a long while to realise dementia really had got going, and that any kind of ‘home alone’ was impossible. She HAD to ‘go into care’ (or have me look after her).
There are two linked aspects to the decisions you will have to make ‘for the future’.
One is - how much money does your mum have? If she owns her own house/flat, it will have to be sold to pay for residential care.
Second is - do you want to inherit anything from her?
If you do, then you can’t ‘put her in a home’ at all (ie, if she owns her house/flat and you want to inherit it) AT ALL. ie, you have to tough it out - at least until you are 60 (when, if you are living with her - and you don’t own another property yourself?? - the council can’t force it to be sold to pay for her residential care).
Do be grimly aware that caring for someone with DEEP dementia ‘at home’ is extremely difficult - she will, grimly, become doubly incontinent, stop speaking, have to be spoon fed all her food (very very slowy), and can take years to die of dementia (the average lifespan post diagnosis is something like 8 years!).
So many of us ‘start off caring’ never thinking that ‘residential care’ is going to be necessary. We blithely think ‘oh, they will die in their sleep one night’ or ‘they will have a stroke/heart attack and go out like a light’…believe me, that does not often happen…
Caring to the end is a long, long haul. A marathon. It will cost you years of your own life. It’s really important to understand this, and to make a decision as to what you want your life to be like in these ‘pre-death’ years for your mum.
It’s desperately sad, and very depressing, but there it is.