my ailing mother's resounding theme is that we are going to spend an hour a day dealing with her basement hoard. First of all, her oxygen doesn't go that far and it is grossly unsafe for her to do that many stairs. Second, the only thing she can do for a whole hour is sleep! But the hoard is bothering her, I think her thinking about it all the time has ratcheted up her OCD behaviors, i.e.: takes an hour to take 4 pills because she constantly has to re-check that they are correct.

I could bring the hoard to her if I were more steady on my feet, but I still have a blood pressure in the toilet and frankly not falling coming up the stairs is a challenge without a box in my arms. Plus, I am in the middle of getting 2 eye surgeries done and cannot lift for the next 2 months. Medical stuff is going on with my dad, bad time for him and me to tackle it.

I sympathize with her, the hoard keeps me awake, but I don't see a way to resolve it in the near future. How do I give her some peace?