I'm caregiving right now, also. I was at the same place you are and pregnant. Then I went on bedrest. Things went downhill after that and my MIL ended up moving in with us, so her sons wouldn't overdose her and steal her morphine. Lovely huh? So now she's with us, on hopsice and it is the slowest downhill slope ever. Not that I want her to die, not at all. But she's isn't really living right now anyways. She just exists. I take care of her and because she's so fragile she can't be left alone, so I miss all of my childrens' school activities and I have to very carefully schedule my outings, bank, shopping, and whatnot for when the one and only voulentter can come sit. Oh and don't let the baby get sick and need to go to the doctor on last minute notice. It's like everyone suddenly has something more important to do than come sit in a chair and make sure she doesn't fall when she goes to the bathroom. I don't know homw much longer I can do this. She could live in this active dying state for literally years. Fern I been there and I feel for you. I hope you can catch a break soon.