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jsomebody - u can whine all you want . i whine too . remmy we all are shitofranic :-) . am glad to hear that ure getting urself cked out . great , umm poatoe chips is a no no . thats bad for u , very high in salt greasy yucky . eat peel apples . shh dip it n salt , shh , its yummie . peanuts good too , with rasins in it or cranberries that looks like rasins , oh gawd thats my fav . hannalee- love what u wrote to bobbie . yes u re right she dreamed of havin a boat and she got em ! and some of us has already been to her boat . i love her boat oh gosh its cozy and homey . man bobbie i wish deb and i can go on a ride with u and angelboat and 2 other guys taggin along wooo hooooooooo . u be safe ok girl ,,,
crap now my mind has gone blank . i hate it when it does that , somebody going on a road trip . mm hannalee ? anyways u be safe going out and about and do not answer the phone . shut it down lol !!! fear the sister will say OH MY GOSH SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH MOM !! WAAAAAAAAAAAA i can just see u turn around and rushing back . let shope not . if she does tell her t call 911 cuz u would have done that too if u were at home with mom . and tell her to have the dr to call you . i was scared when i went on a road trip for the weekend that i would have to turn around half way to come back home . i kept in faith and knowin its just a few days oh lord plz just for a few days waaa . made it and was sad that it went by too quick . i lost a day some where . sat came and poofed away , uhhh where s saturday ? oh that was yesterday . broke my heart . anyway , pa s good . eatng few bites is all he wants . his bp was way too low yesterday am . took him off linsopril for a day and gave it back to him today cuz his bp was way sky high . sad situations here .
christina - missin u sister . school keeping you busy ? hows ur mom ? are you getting ready for the wedding ?
miz likes root canal too . not me i say pull er out . will just get me a fake teeth some day i guess . cant tollerate root canal . hate anybody stickin thier hands in my mouth and breathing down in my boobies . :-) get that damn tooth and get it out fast ! be done and over with it . went to red lobster with hubby , daughter came by and hung out with gpa . it was nice to get away . you all have a good night . xoxo
Hiya all. Thanks for encouragement. Mom has more pinched nerves in thoracic (sp?) and lower spine. prolly in cervical spine below her plate. spine curves also. hm... and the radiologist wants a pelvic scan as he say a large mass (prolly only a cyst, but another MRI scheduled for next week). We now need see a neurosurgeon to get his opinion on what to do next. Oh! Neurosurgeon is younger this time and HOT! I hope my mom doesn't do her flirting thing. Last blush moment was her kissing her new pcp on the cheek. I shrunk right down in my seat. just never know what's next! LOL!
Anyway, I've been away for awhile (really depressed there for awhile), but I'm back. Nice to see familiar names here and lots of new ones.
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Hanna, I'm with Linda on the phone, just make sure your sister has what she needs and turn the phone off so she can't call you up and say you have to come home I can't do this, or something like that. If you're phones off then she will have to suck it up. LOL
Bobbie, I believe we are all meant to be caregivers, some of us multiple times while others just once. Either way we find ourselves and no matter how painful it is we embrace it because it is a gift we have that we use to help our loved ones. I know it doesn't seem like a gift most of the time it is pure hell. I look at it as a divine task that helps the ones we care for but if we look into this task deeper we can see that it refines us as human beings. I am on my third parent and this one has been the most difficult but I can honestly say that this experience has taught me the most. The emotional turmoil, anxiety, oh and the demands all of which makes this task so challenging has taught me to learn how to process my feelings, accept them (good or bad) then learn how to make the change within myself. I've also learned how to reset my boundaries and stand up for myself which all have made caregiving so much easier on many levels. I know that many of us step up to the plate of caregiving not because it's what we really want to be doing with our lives, not because "it's living the good life" but because no one else would and we are the ones who have the compassion, empathy and dammit the "Balls" to do what needs to be done. When I get overwhelmed I zoom out and look at the big picture of what I'm doing and then ask myself "what lesson is there in this for me now?" then I pray, sometimes a lot. I know this next statement will probably sound corny but I really believe ...What we do now goes an eternity. Not in the sense that we do it for eternal rewards but more in the sense that it is a work on ourselves at a soul level that shapes and defines who we really are beyond the physical realm. Okay my sermons over hah!
Wow, Rossella, so beautifully said. I'm getting the most fun and enlightenment out of reading all your posts, all of you guys. It's amazing.
Rossella, sounds so much like my mom. She does have moments when she's so cynical, bitter, looks at me as the final enemy, me, her old best friend. Not to say we didn't sometimes have the classic antagonistic mother/daughter relationship.
She is the queen of rapid cyclers. She's bipolar. On top of that now is layered dementia, which seems to be coming on pretty quick. Or she's been hiding it very well for a while. She can be nasty, nasty, something she never was, bitter, angry if not furious... then a couple of hours later she's all over that. She could be back to sweet. At night she's starting to get hypomanic, starting, just around bedtime, to wake fully up and start talking and laughing her head off. Inconvenient. When she's like that, I feel fear that things could get out of hand. It depresses me. She has been virtually manic at times in her life, and then, at age 80, she had psychotic depression. Luckily I had just moved across country to Flagstaff, only about 500 miles from her (relatively close). She called me extremely bent out of shape one day (she was living alone, driving, everything). I drove over next day. When she saw me, she hustled me inside the house and told me we had to get my sister there, she wanted us both there and wanted to stay in her house and defend ourselves from these outside threats. She believed that the hospital company in town was conspiring to steal all her assets. This was when she still had all her faculties and she was very bright. I knew this couldn't be true, but I listened because I'd never heard anything like that from her before. I was totally shocked, but wondered, could there be anything at all to any of what she was saying? Because we weren't used to Mom being off the wall like that. Never. I went to the hospital on my own and tried to find something out. What a wild goose chase, I don't know what possessed me either. We found out with our research that the conviction of having lost everything is classic with psychotic depression.
The next 2 weeks were just weird. Weird. We took her to a shrink the family therapist suggested, and while we were there in her office (my niece was there, thank God, I'm so glad someone in the family besides me saw this), she started spouting some weird language composed of the funniest batch of profanity mixed with what sounded like her own invented profanity, it was indescribable and nothing like my mom!! That shrink ended up giving her a mild antipsychotic (the mildest one among heavy duty drugs, as they all are). It didn't work, unfortunately. But the shrink took me aside and told me, this is a fragile age. We want to watch everything, keep a close eye on how she reacts to this. If only every shrink we saw after that had as much respect for the possibility of serious damage from these drugs. Another story.
It was when she wouldn't eat any more, started to look strange and either couldn't communicate or said wild things completely off the map. When she wouldn't eat, we took her to the mental hospital. We were very lucky, in a way: we had a geriatric mental hospital. Everyone, if you must have your loved one in a mental hospital, try to find a place like that. They are already so vulnerable. A regular mental hospital would be so much more traumatic.
So I never know with her who's coming and how long they'll stay. When she gets bitter and angry, I just have to go away, I go downstairs and sometimes I take some wine with me. When I come back--no problem! Like it never happened. She is really ALL over the map. And believes literally the most incredible things. She thinks she has it all figured out and she's saying crazy, crazy things. So now I don't know, what's the illness and what's dementia. But I have learned, if you don't like her weather, wait 5 minutes. Ha ha ha.
Hannalee you have me in stitches! Part of Dementia is they can become delusional. At least she isn't in the basement ejaculating on your panties! We are a crazy bunch aren't we?
Rossella, I adore you too!
I found this cute little cow art online and want to share it with you all, one cow at a time. I copied and will paste it so not sure if it will turn out or not but here goes. Everyone have a good day and for those of you expecting snow stay in where it is warm and dry. Love you all. Cricketღ
\ (__) \\(oo) /-----\\\/ / | (##) * ||----||" ~~ ~~ This cow plays bagpipes.
I hear the dumbest most hilarious story. Driving along a Wisconsin highway, a woman called 911 to report a drunk driver. 'Somebody's really drunk driving down Granton Road,' she said, according to Fox News. The dispatcher, trying to find the incident's location, replied, 'Okay, are you behind them?' The woman cut her off: 'No, I am them.' It turned out, the Wisconsin lady, who had a blood alcohol level of 0.1 per cent, had called to alert the authorities that she was under the influence; she was ordered to pull over and later arrested by police.
MY MIL doesn't always wash her hands after 'going.' I have noticed this a LOT - even when she uses public restrooms - and these are the absolute WORST. YUK! Does make one a bit nervous when she tries to cook something to share with us. Thankfully, this isn't very often anymore. :0)
I have to laugh at MYSELF - I entered this conversation without realizing there were over 21,000 entries and I had only read the first page!!! DUH!!! Sorry everyone. My post now makes NO sense whatsoever, ha ha ha!
oldcodget2 - yep like meanwhile said it makes perfect sense . welcome ! theres plenty things here that makes sense . one time a person ask me if i was shitofranic . well hell yes i am in fact we all are . havin a elders that drives us insane well phhht of course ! i hear ya about them wanting to share the food lol . uhhh no thanks . and they grab ur hands too ! eeek . bless thier heart . alot oftime i give dad the baby wipes and tel him wipe ur hands pa . over the years of pokin his fingers to collect blood to ck sugar , well now all his fingers are so senstive and cries when i wash his hands very easy . poor guy . anyways hang around and welcome ! xoxox
I know, It's been a long time. *Hugs* to everyone. As Bobbi mentioned, yes I've put mom in a NH finally. Before Xmas she started getting violent and then told APS that I was abusing her. The report came back "unfounded", but it scared the bejeezus out of me. With her doctors, conservator and social workers help, I was able to place her in a top rated facility here in the city. Lots of staff and the other residents are taken care of. Mom keeps thinking she's coming home, of course, not too much we can do about that at this point.
A lot of people I know are now asking me whats wrong with me. They say i seem too quiet etc. I told them "you're getting to know the real me". The quiet Kelley that just sits back and chills out. They didn't think me ranting and raving all the time was normal did they? =D
Only dark spot to all this. My moms conservator has decided that she is going to file for medicaid under the family caregiver clause. This means that, if approved, she is going to have the condo transferred into my name to protect from having to sell it off for moms care. My brother found out(hes not eligible). He told me that I don't deserve it. I asked him, "giving up 3 1/2 years of my life mean nothing?". "No it doesn't, it's like your're stealing her money". I mean really?
This just shows how little people care to know or participate in the well-being of their family. I can understand when a child feels helpless in caring for their parent and feels someone else is better suited. Ok got that. But they overstep a line when they make comments like that. I'm still trying to overcome a lot of the mental issues i've gained from taking care of mom. I know in my head that what he said wasnt true. We all know this. But it still was a huge blow.
Angelhair, you are so right...exercise is an excellent way to deal with stress. I try to walk 3 miles- 5 days/week, of course, at times "things" get in the way, and when I don't get to walk, I really notice it both mentally and physically! I am also a migraine sufferer, so It helps with that as well. Nothing like an hour of good ol' fresh air!..even the cold air here in MI. right now! :-)
Ucantcare2much tell me about it. I can tell when I don't get my workout in because I feel so tired and tend to drag a bit throughout my day. Speaking of exercise, My husband and I decided to use our tax return for food storage because if anything happened that we couldn't get to the store we would be up a creek without a paddle. Anyway, My husband and I hauled thirty-two 50lb bags of flour, six 25lb bags of pinto beans, six 25lb bags of rice, eight 25lb bags of sugar, and six 25lb bags of salt, a crate of yeast, two five gallon drums of honey, and a bunch of other miscellaneous items down to our basement and it only took one hour. Major workout!
angelhair, MAJOR workout! I'm guessing you live far from stores??? Or, you are preparing for a national disaster? I hope, in the latter case, that doesn't happen!!! When I do something like that, I like to think that I am "scaring away" whatever it is I'm preparing for! :-) Like...we bought a 2nd snowblower this year, one that I'm not "afraid" to use....so, guess what??? We haven't even had enough snow to use it! See, it worked! If you don't end up needing all that food, you can always have a very large party for friends, family, and neighbors! :-)
Welcome to the newbies. Kelly Bean, nice to see you after such a long time away. I know what you mean about comments from family members not being true, but they still knock the wind out of you. I've been having nightmares for the last week with a lot of these false accusations running through my head. These nightmares just had me wake up this morning in a foul mood that I can't seem to throw off. I thought I had put these emotions to rest, yet my subconcious is bringing them up again. Kelly, on the financial side, I'm not sure transfering the condo to your name will help with medicaid. There is a three or five year penalty period for transfering property. You might want to check into this further.
My exercise so far today has been grocery shopping and eating. Just ate too many cookies. Another side effect of the nightmares since I am an emotional eater.
Rossella, I hope you are staying warm in your "snow white" countryside. I hope the donkeys are nice and warm in a barn too.
Bobbie, I hope you and the boat angel will get to cruise the caribbean. So many beautiful islands and great people. Just be safe! My brother job is in the process of ending. Maybe you should take him as your captain so you can enjoy the trip.
Well my dear friends, I still ned to do a few things so I had best get my arse off this computer. I hope you are all have sunny days. It is beautiful here in SC, but very chilly for us. I'll be thinking of you all.
Amen to that Sheila! Welcome to the newbie's who have joined us.. like OldCodger.
Okay I admit that I can't remember who it was that said that their husband had done that in the basement (ejaculated on her clean panties in the laundry basket) but I will never forget the story because (sorry) but it made me laugh so hard that I almost fell out of my chair! And that was only part of that story!!
I am so appreciative when someone shares their horrid stories like that, I mean because they have gotten to the point where they can look back and actually share them even if they still cringe a little while doing so.. it makes the rest of us know we are not alone and I admire their guts! Lets face it we all know how embarrassing some of the behaviors our loved ones can be. Like poor Kimmy experienced when she and her Husband were relaxing in front of the TV when out of nowhere her Dad speaks up while standing bottomless in the doorway of the room. LOL Stories like that are priceless! They keep me going. Laughter is good medicine and that's my two cents! So please make me laugh, share more of your horror stories. I know you all have them! I have a few of my own I could repeat as well but first I need to know others want to share. *´¨) ¸.•´¸.•*´¨) ¸.•*¨) (¸.•´ (¸.•` ¤ Chirp Chirp Cricket Hugsღ
Cricket, I hope you don't think I have a problem with your ejaculating story. It's another one of those priceless gems. However, I'm glad now my mom doesn't have a penis.
Codger, this was born as a "grossed out" thread and it developed in one thousand directions, but every now and then we tell each other our gross stories, in order to know that we are not alone in dealing with this. One of our friends; Headbanger, several months ago wrote an incredibly funny list of poops (all kinds of poops) with all the comments relevant to them. If you are interested, I can copy and paste for you. Cricket what you wrote about us caregivers was really beautiful. When I am in my worst moments I say to myself more or less the same things; sometimes though, I just have a feeling of rebellion. Because my mother is no more my mother and sometimes, forgive me if I am cruel, it seems to me I am taking care of a body only. But not of my mother. And I really can't see the beauty of that, but I go on thinking that "it must be done" and that's it. Hannah, the persecution complex is typical of dementia/Alz. My mother watches TV and she thinks that people on TV are angry at her and want her to leave. While we drive in the car she looks around and says: "that lady is eyeing us. What have we done?" and so on. I think that they feel their life is no more under their control so they get more and more scared! Angel congrats for all that stock!!!! I would stock pasta and tomatoes! I eat it almost every day. Snow is going to end... Good for us!
Good morning to every Crew Member, old and new, caregivers still or beyond. It is the second Anniversary of Grossed Out, thousands of posts and many situations have been recorded here. The support and camaraderie I have experienced for over a year has truly helped me to process the past hurts I had in my family, and I am forever grateful. It is good to encourage others, as it makes us stronger and more empathetic. It takes our minds off our own problems for awhile, and we find that we are never alone; there is a voice of understanding, and an ear that listens and responds. I want to wish my precious friend, Cricket, a very Happy Birthday today, February 13! Whoo Hoo!! You Go Girl!! Love you very much:) Sing to you later. To the Captain and all who have supported this thread with Love, Concern, Advice, Silliness, and yes, lots of Grossness: Congratulations to US, Congratulations to US, Congratulations Wonderful CAREGIVERS..... Congratulations TOOOOOOO UUUUUUUSSSSS!! Whoo Hoo!! Love you all. Make it a Great Day! Back to studying the order of Primates now. and guess what? You are related to one!! Maybe you ARE ONE!! So Cute! Hugs and Endless Love, Christina xoxo
hello u all . dad refuse to eat today , only choc milk s all he wants , i went to the dr today and yep my back is in a mess . cant spell em out cuz im not sure how to spell it . so just plaine old woman i have just beacme and will have to do therapy this weds to get me back in shape . im crying about that cuz im afraid its gonne tear me up more . but anyways thats why we have painpills for . i didnt take any painpills befoere going cuz i realy wanted to say ow when he touches my back . well ow ow ow . then after wards im like oh gawd i dont feel good , i just hurt all over , came home and pop em painpills and now im ready to go walk my dogs , lalalala . they help lift me up and keep a going so thats a good . love you all and meow at ya all later . cricket lalala its ur birthday lalala . wooohooo margaritta tnite for ya :-) . christina will cook up some gator tails yummie yum . xoxoxox
Happy Anniversary to the Grossed Out Thread! these past 2 years have almost killed me. Just found out that his cancer is progressing, treatments not working. this is not a very happy boat right now. love you guys more than you'll ever know. lovbob
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hannalee- love what u wrote to bobbie . yes u re right she dreamed of havin a boat and she got em ! and some of us has already been to her boat . i love her boat oh gosh its cozy and homey .
man bobbie i wish deb and i can go on a ride with u and angelboat and 2 other guys taggin along wooo hooooooooo . u be safe ok girl ,,,
crap now my mind has gone blank . i hate it when it does that ,
somebody going on a road trip . mm hannalee ? anyways u be safe going out and about and do not answer the phone . shut it down lol !!! fear the sister will say OH MY GOSH SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH MOM !! WAAAAAAAAAAAA i can just see u turn around and rushing back . let shope not . if she does tell her t call 911 cuz u would have done that too if u were at home with mom . and tell her to have the dr to call you . i was scared when i went on a road trip for the weekend that i would have to turn around half way to come back home . i kept in faith and knowin its just a few days oh lord plz just for a few days waaa .
made it and was sad that it went by too quick . i lost a day some where . sat came and poofed away , uhhh where s saturday ? oh that was yesterday . broke my heart .
anyway , pa s good . eatng few bites is all he wants . his bp was way too low yesterday am . took him off linsopril for a day and gave it back to him today cuz his bp was way sky high . sad situations here .
christina - missin u sister . school keeping you busy ? hows ur mom ? are you getting ready for the wedding ?
miz likes root canal too . not me i say pull er out . will just get me a fake teeth some day i guess . cant tollerate root canal . hate anybody stickin thier hands in my mouth and breathing down in my boobies . :-) get that damn tooth and get it out fast ! be done and over with it .
went to red lobster with hubby , daughter came by and hung out with gpa . it was nice to get away .
you all have a good night . xoxo
Anyway, I've been away for awhile (really depressed there for awhile), but I'm back. Nice to see familiar names here and lots of new ones.
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Bobbie, I believe we are all meant to be caregivers, some of us multiple times while others just once. Either way we find ourselves and no matter how painful it is we embrace it because it is a gift we have that we use to help our loved ones. I know it doesn't seem like a gift most of the time it is pure hell. I look at it as a divine task that helps the ones we care for but if we look into this task deeper we can see that it refines us as human beings. I am on my third parent and this one has been the most difficult but I can honestly say that this experience has taught me the most. The emotional turmoil, anxiety, oh and the demands all of which makes this task so challenging has taught me to learn how to process my feelings, accept them (good or bad) then learn how to make the change within myself. I've also learned how to reset my boundaries and stand up for myself which all have made caregiving so much easier on many levels. I know that many of us step up to the plate of caregiving not because it's what we really want to be doing with our lives, not because "it's living the good life" but because no one else would and we are the ones who have the compassion, empathy and dammit the "Balls" to do what needs to be done. When I get overwhelmed I zoom out and look at the big picture of what I'm doing and then ask myself "what lesson is there in this for me now?" then I pray, sometimes a lot. I know this next statement will probably sound corny but I really believe ...What we do now goes an eternity. Not in the sense that we do it for eternal rewards but more in the sense that it is a work on ourselves at a soul level that shapes and defines who we really are beyond the physical realm. Okay my sermons over hah!
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Rossella, sounds so much like my mom. She does have moments when she's so cynical, bitter, looks at me as the final enemy, me, her old best friend. Not to say we didn't sometimes have the classic antagonistic mother/daughter relationship.
She is the queen of rapid cyclers. She's bipolar. On top of that now is layered dementia, which seems to be coming on pretty quick. Or she's been hiding it very well for a while. She can be nasty, nasty, something she never was, bitter, angry if not furious... then a couple of hours later she's all over that. She could be back to sweet. At night she's starting to get hypomanic, starting, just around bedtime, to wake fully up and start talking and laughing her head off. Inconvenient. When she's like that, I feel fear that things could get out of hand. It depresses me. She has been virtually manic at times in her life, and then, at age 80, she had psychotic depression. Luckily I had just moved across country to Flagstaff, only about 500 miles from her (relatively close). She called me extremely bent out of shape one day (she was living alone, driving, everything). I drove over next day. When she saw me, she hustled me inside the house and told me we had to get my sister there, she wanted us both there and wanted to stay in her house and defend ourselves from these outside threats. She believed that the hospital company in town was conspiring to steal all her assets. This was when she still had all her faculties and she was very bright. I knew this couldn't be true, but I listened because I'd never heard anything like that from her before. I was totally shocked, but wondered, could there be anything at all to any of what she was saying? Because we weren't used to Mom being off the wall like that. Never. I went to the hospital on my own and tried to find something out. What a wild goose chase, I don't know what possessed me either. We found out with our research that the conviction of having lost everything is classic with psychotic depression.
The next 2 weeks were just weird. Weird. We took her to a shrink the family therapist suggested, and while we were there in her office (my niece was there, thank God, I'm so glad someone in the family besides me saw this), she started spouting some weird language composed of the funniest batch of profanity mixed with what sounded like her own invented profanity, it was indescribable and nothing like my mom!! That shrink ended up giving her a mild antipsychotic (the mildest one among heavy duty drugs, as they all are). It didn't work, unfortunately. But the shrink took me aside and told me, this is a fragile age. We want to watch everything, keep a close eye on how she reacts to this. If only every shrink we saw after that had as much respect for the possibility of serious damage from these drugs. Another story.
It was when she wouldn't eat any more, started to look strange and either couldn't communicate or said wild things completely off the map. When she wouldn't eat, we took her to the mental hospital. We were very lucky, in a way: we had a geriatric mental hospital. Everyone, if you must have your loved one in a mental hospital, try to find a place like that. They are already so vulnerable. A regular mental hospital would be so much more traumatic.
So I never know with her who's coming and how long they'll stay. When she gets bitter and angry, I just have to go away, I go downstairs and sometimes I take some wine with me. When I come back--no problem! Like it never happened. She is really ALL over the map. And believes literally the most incredible things. She thinks she has it all figured out and she's saying crazy, crazy things. So now I don't know, what's the illness and what's dementia. But I have learned, if you don't like her weather, wait 5 minutes. Ha ha ha.
OXOXOXOX, Hannalee
Rossella, I adore you too!
I found this cute little cow art online and want to share it with you all, one cow at a time. I copied and will paste it so not sure if it will turn out or not but here goes.
Everyone have a good day and for those of you expecting snow stay in where it is warm and dry. Love you all. Cricketღ
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This cow plays bagpipes.
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This cow plays bagpipes.
I guess I will be spared that..... Thanks, Cricket, for that image....
Driving along a Wisconsin highway, a woman called 911 to report a drunk driver. 'Somebody's really drunk driving down Granton Road,' she said, according to Fox News. The dispatcher, trying to find the incident's location, replied, 'Okay, are you behind them?' The woman cut her off: 'No, I am them.' It turned out, the Wisconsin lady, who had a blood alcohol level of 0.1 per cent, had called to alert the authorities that she was under the influence; she was ordered to pull over and later arrested by police.
i hear ya about them wanting to share the food lol . uhhh no thanks . and they grab ur hands too ! eeek . bless thier heart . alot oftime i give dad the baby wipes and tel him wipe ur hands pa . over the years of pokin his fingers to collect blood to ck sugar , well now all his fingers are so senstive and cries when i wash his hands very easy . poor guy .
anyways hang around and welcome ! xoxox
I know, It's been a long time. *Hugs* to everyone. As Bobbi mentioned, yes I've put mom in a NH finally. Before Xmas she started getting violent and then told APS that I was abusing her. The report came back "unfounded", but it scared the bejeezus out of me. With her doctors, conservator and social workers help, I was able to place her in a top rated facility here in the city. Lots of staff and the other residents are taken care of. Mom keeps thinking she's coming home, of course, not too much we can do about that at this point.
A lot of people I know are now asking me whats wrong with me. They say i seem too quiet etc. I told them "you're getting to know the real me". The quiet Kelley that just sits back and chills out. They didn't think me ranting and raving all the time was normal did they? =D
Only dark spot to all this. My moms conservator has decided that she is going to file for medicaid under the family caregiver clause. This means that, if approved, she is going to have the condo transferred into my name to protect from having to sell it off for moms care. My brother found out(hes not eligible). He told me that I don't deserve it. I asked him, "giving up 3 1/2 years of my life mean nothing?". "No it doesn't, it's like your're stealing her money". I mean really?
This just shows how little people care to know or participate in the well-being of their family. I can understand when a child feels helpless in caring for their parent and feels someone else is better suited. Ok got that. But they overstep a line when they make comments like that. I'm still trying to overcome a lot of the mental issues i've gained from taking care of mom. I know in my head that what he said wasnt true. We all know this. But it still was a huge blow.
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Kelly, on the financial side, I'm not sure transfering the condo to your name will help with medicaid. There is a three or five year penalty period for transfering property. You might want to check into this further.
My exercise so far today has been grocery shopping and eating. Just ate too many cookies. Another side effect of the nightmares since I am an emotional eater.
Rossella, I hope you are staying warm in your "snow white" countryside. I hope the donkeys are nice and warm in a barn too.
Bobbie, I hope you and the boat angel will get to cruise the caribbean. So many beautiful islands and great people. Just be safe! My brother job is in the process of ending. Maybe you should take him as your captain so you can enjoy the trip.
Well my dear friends, I still ned to do a few things so I had best get my arse off this computer. I hope you are all have sunny days. It is beautiful here in SC, but very chilly for us. I'll be thinking of you all.
Love ya,
Diane
Okay I admit that I can't remember who it was that said that their husband had done that in the basement (ejaculated on her clean panties in the laundry basket) but I will never forget the story because (sorry) but it made me laugh so hard that I almost fell out of my chair! And that was only part of that story!!
I am so appreciative when someone shares their horrid stories like that, I mean because they have gotten to the point where they can look back and actually share them even if they still cringe a little while doing so.. it makes the rest of us know we are not alone and I admire their guts! Lets face it we all know how embarrassing some of the behaviors our loved ones can be. Like poor Kimmy experienced when she and her Husband were relaxing in front of the TV when out of nowhere her Dad speaks up while standing bottomless in the doorway of the room. LOL Stories like that are priceless! They keep me going. Laughter is good medicine and that's my two cents! So please make me laugh, share more of your horror stories. I know you all have them! I have a few of my own I could repeat as well but first I need to know others want to share.
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Cricket what you wrote about us caregivers was really beautiful. When I am in my worst moments I say to myself more or less the same things; sometimes though, I just have a feeling of rebellion. Because my mother is no more my mother and sometimes, forgive me if I am cruel, it seems to me I am taking care of a body only. But not of my mother. And I really can't see the beauty of that, but I go on thinking that "it must be done" and that's it.
Hannah, the persecution complex is typical of dementia/Alz. My mother watches TV and she thinks that people on TV are angry at her and want her to leave. While we drive in the car she looks around and says: "that lady is eyeing us. What have we done?" and so on. I think that they feel their life is no more under their control so they get more and more scared!
Angel congrats for all that stock!!!! I would stock pasta and tomatoes! I eat it almost every day.
Snow is going to end... Good for us!
It is the second Anniversary of Grossed Out, thousands of posts and many situations have been recorded here. The support and camaraderie I have experienced for over a year has truly helped me to process the past hurts I had in my family, and I am forever grateful. It is good to encourage others, as it makes us stronger and more empathetic. It takes our minds off our own problems for awhile, and we find that we are never alone; there is a voice of understanding, and an ear that listens and responds.
I want to wish my precious friend, Cricket, a very Happy Birthday today, February 13! Whoo Hoo!! You Go Girl!! Love you very much:) Sing to you later.
To the Captain and all who have supported this thread with Love, Concern, Advice, Silliness, and yes, lots of Grossness: Congratulations to US, Congratulations to US, Congratulations Wonderful CAREGIVERS.....
Congratulations TOOOOOOO UUUUUUUSSSSS!! Whoo Hoo!!
Love you all. Make it a Great Day!
Back to studying the order of Primates now. and guess what? You are related to one!! Maybe you ARE ONE!! So Cute!
Hugs and Endless Love,
Christina xoxo
i went to the dr today and yep my back is in a mess . cant spell em out cuz im not sure how to spell it . so just plaine old woman i have just beacme and will have to do therapy this weds to get me back in shape . im crying about that cuz im afraid its gonne tear me up more . but anyways thats why we have painpills for . i didnt take any painpills befoere going cuz i realy wanted to say ow when he touches my back . well ow ow ow . then after wards im like oh gawd i dont feel good , i just hurt all over , came home and pop em painpills and now im ready to go walk my dogs , lalalala . they help lift me up and keep a going so thats a good .
love you all and meow at ya all later .
cricket lalala its ur birthday lalala . wooohooo margaritta tnite for ya :-) . christina will cook up some gator tails yummie yum .
xoxoxox
Happy Anniversary to the Grossed Out Thread!
these past 2 years have almost killed me.
Just found out that his cancer is progressing, treatments not working. this is not a very happy boat right now.
love you guys more than you'll ever know.
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