My mother moved in with me when my oldest sister dies who lived with her. My brother died when I was 9. My mother and 2 sisters have been addicted to pain meds for years. One sister comitted suicide and the other who lived with mom died when her colon died. Her body couldnt even process the pain meds anymore. Years ago I made the decision to walk away and would only hear from mom when the oldest sister drained her accounts . When she died my moms accountwas charged 983 dollars in overdraft charges alone. So my only option was to move her in. She was in the hole over 2000.00. My husband and I discussed it. We felt this may be a chance to form a friendship if nothing else.
It has been a battle since after the first 3 months. When she accused my daughters fiance of stealing her pain pills I took control of them. She is forced to go to a pain management dr to get her pain meds every 3 months. She goes in my room searching for them while we work. She accuses me of stealing her money. There is nothing wrong with my moms mind. Just this month alone she has spent 732.00 at qvc. She has spent 1000's with qvc since shes been here. Mom has copd and has oxegen in her room. In comes the worst of the argument. She smokes a pack a day in her bedroom and often dosent turn the oxegen off. Im terrified she will cause an explosion and kill us with her. When I take the cigs it turns into a horrible argument. My mother has treated her grandchildren so horribly none have been to my home for 2 years. She has a sister who will not even answer her phone when she calls. She asked a cousin if she could move in and was told no. So she informed me that I would have to have a judge remove her from my home. I accepted years ago that my mom had no use for me. At 10 years old she informed me that she couldnt believe god took johnny instead of me. I heard that for years. I would cry untill I matured and realized she was the one messed up not me.
Now I am 50 years old and taking the verbal abuse again. I hear about how fat I am and dumpy I am. I buy a new outfit and get told I look rediculous. I need some help trying to figure out how to get her out of here. I had to give her the pain meds back last week because she threatened to quit taking her other medicines and she would accuse me of keeping them from her. This is just the tip of the iceberg. Ive been happily married for 28 years to a wonderful man and have 2 beautiful daughters. We own our own home. She has her own room with a bath and never has anyone in my family not made her feel this wasnt her home too. We fix her plate every night, take her to dr. Appts, wash her clothes, and still she treats us this way. Anyone who can please guide me in the right direction I would be so grateful. I am so stressed. I cant sleep, ive gained 40 pounds and im tired everyday.
Have a blessed day
When my dad came home from rehab, we had a hospital bed delivered via the social worker. The mattress was basic and I feared for my dad's skin since he arrived home with an open sore on his bottom. Medicare will pay for an upgraded mattress, but they don't pay for the air adjusted mattress that is best to prevent bed soars. They will only do this if the patient has bed soars. My dad's doc did allow us hospice care and their involvement was minimal, but they did give up an air filled top mattress that gave my dad the benefit of very good comfort and preventive measures for bed soars. He never had them and was always very comfortable.
Just passing on what I have experienced. You have done that for so many years and are a blessing to so many. I learned from reading your blog. You are a teacher at heart and a beautiful role model.
Love, Cat
Lisa: We know Doug has a cape, but how does he feel about blue tights. He can wear a cup. As Judy said, we will be gentle.
Seriously, it would be interesting to from his point of view. Don't know if he wants to share a lot, but we are here and we do love you both. My husband has lost both of his parents. Maybe we can hook up the guys too. Ah, I'm just blabbing, but you know what I mean. We all care.
Love you, Cat.
Cat, he is still at home, considered home-bound, and getting services such as a lab draw here instead of going into the clinic. Palliative care is often, but not always, a step before hospice. We are waiting for a hospital bed to be delivered. I sure don't know how we are going to cram it into our bedroom, but I'll buy a single bed for me if necessary.
Thank you all for your interest.
Sounds like a good dinner and a great phone call from fil to warm your heart. Well done! You're a good daughter in law.
Tell SuperDoug the cabana boy, that we'll be gentle with him if he chooses to talk with the KAW :)
Recently I overheard a father and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure of her plane.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the father said, "I love you, and I wish you enough."
The daughter replied, "Dad, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough too, Dad."
They kissed and the daughter left. The father walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see he wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on his privacy, but he welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say goodbye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
'Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever goodbye?"
"I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is...the next trip back will be for my funeral," he said.
"When you were saying goodbye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?"
He began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone..." He paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and he smiled even more. "When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them." Then turning toward me, he shared the following as if he were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting..
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final goodbye.
He then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them...but then an entire life to forget them.
Only if you wish, send this to the people you will never forget.
TAKE TIME TO LIVE...
To all my friends and loved ones,
I WISH YOU ENOUGH.
Lisa: It is wonderful that you take meals to your in-laws and let them share meals together as a couple in their home. When my mom was alive, I always cooked for them and delivered everything to their table. They loved that and so enjoyed eating together and watching their shows, etc.
When my mom passed, Dad would most often come here for dinner and we would play games of cribbage afterword. I look back on that with fond memories of recounting of cards and poor loser attitudes.
Hugs everyone, Cat
Second, do use the suplus meat in their freezer for your cooking. It is a way for them to feel a little less like taking charity. They contribute the meat, sometimes, and you contribute the cooking.
This reminds me of the cooking I did for our daughter's family, when she was a newly single mother of seven (!) and in school and working. I'd make a big meal and Hubby would deliver it while I cleaned up the kitchen, then we'd eat the portion I kept back for us. Unlike your in-laws, finances were very tight for her, so I didn't use anything from her freezer, but I think it makes sense in your situation. Now this daughter is the one helping me most with her Dad.
It is nice for your inlaws to be able to eat at their own table, at their own pace, without "company" to deal with. Sending them prepared meals is ideal. Sometimes, of course, you'd like to join them or have them over. But letting them still just be a couple is very considerate. You are a wonderful blessing to them.
Lisa, I am so glad to hear about your peaceful weekend. I know how much you needed that. Hope you can carry it into ChuckECheese, LOL! The best part was hearing that your DMiL is looking/feeling better. Good thing that you DFiL was able to discuss the driving with her. It would be horrible if Doug had to, no one wants to have a child tell them what they can and cannot do. I'm going to write myself a letter for my kids to give me for when that day comes.
Jeanne, i'm sorry to hear about your husband having to move into pallative care. i know you will still be a loving and attentive wife and caregiver no matter where he is though. i have signed up for your blog by way of facebook.
i hope everyone is having a relaxing weekend; God Bless!
So Warren has been busy the past few days. I've had my little yard projects and have been staying busy too. We finally moved back into the MBR. It's been a year since we slept in that room. And it did feel sad to be moving in there. In a way, it didn't feel like our room anymore. Felt more like my dad's room. Nevertheless, we made the move and we have both slept so much better. It felt so good to be back in our King size bed again. I think sometime in the future we will make some changes to our bedroom. Do some things to just make it different. Kind of like a new start, but for now it's fine.
Tomorrow will be a week. I miss my dad and have moments when these pangs of sadness hit me, but all in all I doing ok. I am always comforted to know that he is free of this earth and in a far better place. Those thoughts always make me happy for him.
Lisa: Glad Mary is looking better and hopefully feeling better too. Hope FIL gets over his cold.
Judy: You are never far from my thoughts.
Sending you all love and white light. Cat
Quiet and calm watching horror movies? OMG! I'd be having a heart attack. Seriously, I freak out over horror movies and then I can't sleep for months. I'm a huge baby when it comes to scary. I can take gross (hell, I can probably hold sh*t in one hand and eat out of the other), but I can't take scary.
Glad mil looks better with her medications. So nice that fil addressed the driving issue with her, and it wasn't something that Doug had to do. That's so hard. Been there, done that. It wasn't pretty or easy.
Chuck e Cheese....Oh, man... I think I'd rather watch a horror movie!! Actually, the time you spend at the pizza place and Toyr R Us will mean more to the great nephew than if you had gone to his party, don't you think?
Cat is frikkin superwoman. I'm in awe. She gets a special KAW cape. Or glitter on her tuna cans. Something.
My boy goes to the gastroenterologist Monday - that's so sweet of you to remember him- thank you. My son feels better, and looks better. Well, he looks healthier, not necessarily better. He's decided to grow out his beard. OMG. He looks like a lumberjack. I'm just hoping he doesn't decide to grow it out to the ZZ Top stage. He'll be looking like one of those Duck Commander guys soon.
Glad you checked in, and you sound good. I miss you when you're not around! xx, J.
Jeanne - Just read your comment - You're in my thoughts tonight, and I wish I could give you a real hug.
I am feeling sad tonight. My husband was placed in the palliative care program last week. We are waiting for a hospital bed. I think it has finally hit me that we are on a new leg of this journey, and I am mourning a little.
Bewithusjesus: thank you so much for your kind words. And for reading every post. We would love to hear why your here on ac. So I'll pop over to check it out!
Judy: hey sista! No more phone calls bout or from DQ. Al sil came in a week early. So Doug and I have had a very relaxing weekend so far. We popped in for a couple of hours to visit with her and she told us to go. Do something together. I've got things this weekend. She told me she was more worried about Doug this weekend. And I worry too. He just can't seem to get him a good nights sleep. His 4 month checkup was this week, sugar staying high. So dr gave him a med to help him sleep. Hasn't taken it yet. So we'll see. Fil has a cold from hell. Mil tried to find her car keys and fil had to finally address the driving issue with her. not happy at all. So Doug and I went to rent some horror movies. (our fav) our 3 yr old great nephews bday party was today. Feel a little guilty cause we didn't go. But geeeze Judy. It felt so good to spend time together watching movies. Quiet and calm. So next weekend we will pick him up and take him to chuck cheese and toys r us. Mil hasn't changed her mind about heart surgery. But I gotta say, she looks so good since she is taking medications. Told us she isn't going back to anymore drs. Sigh. Wutever! Heeheehee.
Hope cats holding up ok. Can't wait to hear from her. How's your boy doing? Hope he's back to 100% now?