Anxiety, guilt and helpless feelings. Does it ever get any better?

What exactly do I tell the lawyer I "want"? The one we have is rather clueless but there aren't a lot of choices here. I'm POA and after a year, I *think* I have her finances sorted out. (My dad died a year ago yesterday.) My mom's getting 24/7 at-home care. That's what she wants and other choices continue to be limited b/c COVID. Specifcally, what do I do about the house she owns (she's 85, wheelchair, b/c stroke 10 years ago) in regards to likelihood she'll need some sort of nursing home care at the end?she has enough $ for 12-18 montgs of care at this level...*What do I ask the atty to help mewith?*
I asked this question here a month ago and deleted it after the first response nastily asked me what I'd "been doing for the past year." (Umm...working 7 days a week, traveling 6 hours round trip to see her once a week, screaming at Verizon, DMV, investment companies cause they're all a racket...) Thanks!

Where do you live where caregivers are $12 an hour? It's a minimum of $25 here in Southern California. I'm jealous!

And whatever you do, DO NOT BRING EITHER INTO YOUR HOME - NOW OR EVER. YOUR LIFE WILL BE DESTROYED FOREVER.

Less than Zero, it sounds like you have been beaten down, and consider yourself less than zero. I am going to try to help you as best as I can. The reason for this is the red flags you have raised in your answer show all the signs of what is to come and from who, to you. If you think your family is being unfair to you, while you are taking on the care of your parent, and that this is a bit out of character for them, as even though they are a bit self absorbed, and selfish, and always have been in the past, they are just doing what they always did. This is a warning from someone who has been there and got sucker punched about 10 or more times, when she thought it couldn't get any worse, it kept coming, and it was more unbelievable than the time before, each time. It came not from bill collectors, or enemies, or criminals, or those who wait for a chance to jump on you when you are vunerable, it came from those I trusted most in my life, and who I never thought would harm their own mother, my mother. It came from my own family, those I was told throughout my lifetime that as long as I had family I would never be alone. Family protects their own, blood is thicker than water, family has your back, and when your family is down, family picks up family, and pulls them back up. Well, I don't know what has happened to the old style family values, but the family that showed up on the doorstep after my mother passed had 2 years of planning out how to bring me down, and they came while I was still dealing with the information that my mother had been taken to a hospice by them, all oxygen, heart medication, diabetes meds and other meds, denied, and instead given a bed, sleep and pain meds. and left to die, I was without a car at the time, had seen her when she was transferred to hospice instead of home to me. She begged me to take the bracelets off her wrist, help her get dressed and sneak her out the back door, because she didn't know what my sisters where trying to do to her, but she wanted to go home. I didn't have a wheelchair, she couldn't walk and weighed 300 lbs. I told her I couldn't take her out with out a wheel chair, but I would get a friend, an UBER, or LYFT ride and come back so that we could take her home. She asked me, why do I get to go home and she doesn't? It's the last thing I heard her ask, I did tell her I loved her and would be back. I called and cursed out all of my siblings for doing this to her. As I was getting ready to call the Uber, pick up my friend and go to the hospice and bring my mother home, the phone rang, my oldest sister informed me that my mother had passed away. I don't remember anything after that, just hearing animals howling, seeing the floor I was incapable of doing anything but laying on and emotional pain that I would trade for physical pain any day, the sounds of animals howling, I realized after some time was in fact me, when my son came home and found me, told me to stop making all that noise, I told him my mother is dead, and he left me alone. Within 19 hours, my loving family informed me that I was now homeless, had faked a new will, appointed themselves Executor of the fake will, called a RE agent that would sell the house ASAP, lied and told me the house was sold, within 2.5 months, the home of our family for the past 60 yrs, would belong to someone else. I donated all of my worldly belongings, and they threw away everything my mother owned, furniture, computers, medical supplies, family heirlooms, electrical, plumbing, drywall, mechanical, constuction, you name it... a home of family past of 60 yrs. we moved back in when I was 7, and I lived there for 49 yrs. all of the 19 rooms, 3 attics, 4 crawl spaces, apartment, and house belongings has to go. The house was emptied, but they didn't sell it, my son and I were homeless, I still was paying the utilities on it. and it sat empty from June till December, when it was finally sold for less than a 3rd of what it was worth.

Unfortunately right now hospitals are so overwhelmed with Covid cases patients like this are often pushed out the door just to make room. Hopefully she can be placed in a facility, even temporarily, until things can be worked out.