Living with teenagers and bc

Will try - requires them knowing Mum's not quite as competent / strong as they think - small comments over the year have not been picked up and neither has the occasional outburst of angry frustration. Not much has been spoken about what's happened to my health this year - they have been invited to ask whatever they want to know about it all but guess I need to tell them how I feel as well.

Hi Romla, I'm not sure how old your teens are but have you tried talking to them as (young) adults?  Maybe you could sit down as a family and have a discussion about what you need and how they can help etc. 

Thanks Tonya your strategy sits better but sad I have to employ a strategy when just thought they might reciprocate some of what has been done for them over the years

As soon as you are up and about, the family think mum's ok. You have probably done everything for everyone and they expect it,take it for granted you'll do it all.One trick I learnt is to lie on the couch or in bed and rest- family equates this with mum's not well.Then ask them to do a few small things for you- not too much. Praise them and get them to repeat next day.So now they have delegated chores! They should all be helping you.

Hang out with the hound. People have asked me if it's hard doing the whole BC thing alone. I think that compared to living with a bunch of self absorbed ingrates, it's a doddle. 

Go on strike. Better still, get into the Otis Foundation website and go on holidays. Don't tell any one,  just make the booking, take a friend and leave them a note stuck to the empty fridge saying you will be back on Friday.

Otis holidays are great. It only costs you the fuel to get there and the houses are all set up so you can self cater. Give them a wake up call and have a rest at the same time. Yours in selfish old cowdom, Marg.

Yes some tlc would go along way. The last time I received a hug was from my mum over two years ago. Animals at least are always happy to be with you.
I understand your frustration though.
Sending you a big hug.

I guess I expect them to notice and just step as I would  - all the medical stuff I can handle but wouldn't mind a bit of tlc without feeling I need to yell to get noticed or sing "What about me? " Luckily my dog Harry notices. 

Tell them you need more help and support than you are getting. Sadly I've felt this all through my treatment, just finished chemo and heading for mastectomy then rads. I have no hubby or kids but I look after my older brother who is schizophrenic and has the mentality of a teenager. Go on strike.