This seems to be a question that is not asked enough or we think what we are feeling is not as important as what our loved one is going through. This job we have taken on is a tough one and there are days when I think my "stress rope" cannot be pulled any tighter. Then there are other times that make those bad days just a memory. Do you feel like banging your head against a wall one day? And then the next day your loved one is attentive and loving and comprehends whatever you say? There are some who keep those feelings bottled up within themselves; others take the time for outside resources and others who look at sites such as this for some understanding. I do better when I have someone else to bounce my feelings off of. Let's face it....we aren't superhuman and besides ourselves and perhaps a family to take care of we now have taken on the responsibility of another human who is incapable of taking care of themselves. Do you breeze through the care giving without a problem? If so, I would like to know how you do it, maybe you can offer some new ideas; do you have feelings of frustration and need to talk about those? Come and talk and know that you can speak freely and without judgement and without finger pointing.
I am caring for my mother-in-law and have been for about 1 1/2 years. She has moderate dementia and incontinence. Other than that she is very healthy. Sometimes that short amount of time feels like 10 years and I wonder how long I will be able to do this job. I get so very tired of hearing the same thing day in and day out, but I have to remind myself that to her, each time she sees me, she is offering new information. At times I have no problems communicating with her, but it seems like more and more she cannot retain a thought longer than 5 minutes. We have had to make signs for her so she will know what she can and cannot do. So far it's working, but for how long? Maybe I will have to end up making her a "Book of Do Nots". She is on memory drugs, which don't seem to make a difference. So why do I continue to dole them out to her? I guess I'm afraid of what might happen or how she might act without them. I might have to rent a boat or buy a helmet! Sometimes I see something in her that leads me to believe that she could get aggressive and what would be my reaction to that? At the end of each and every day, after she is tucked into bed, I breathe such a sigh of relief. The "inner beast" is quiet at last, or at least for a few hours.
Pull up a chair and visit........I would like to know how you are coping everyday..be it good or with handfuls of stress.
country!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I"ll take snow over that thank you.
bookluvr...sounds like your engine mounts might have broken..have they looked at that? Finding a honest mechanic is hard, use recommendations from friends and if you find one do whatever you need to keep him!
This morning has been a little rough...my aunts called last night and asked my mother to go with them to visit another relative she hasn't seen in a long time. Last night she said yes, this morning she's crying and saying she won't go and (referring to her sisters) "they'll never come here again".
I wish I had a decent family but reality is, I don't. I feel so sorry for my mother to be treated like that. Yesterday, she did speak a bit of her true feelings to them..she is VERY closed about her feelings but she said "Everyone that comes in here just wants stuff from me".
Her embroidery gives her so much joy and she LOVES to show it off to people. She was more animated and happy when she was showing my aunt her stuff the other day and all my aunt was thinking about was stealing it.
The old dog might just be becoming incontinent and unable to ask for out quickly enough so pee pads may be the answer. Good luck!
A couple of weekends ago, we went to see an aunt that lives near us, she got very panicky about how far it was.
It may not be perfect but for right now, it's working for her and for me
If you guys need a good laugh, get on YouTube and look up 'Lip sync battle with Joseph Gordon Levitt, Stephen Merchant and Jimmy Fallon' and also, 'Lip sync battle with Paul Rudd and Jimmy Fallon'. It's hilarious! I laughed tears. :)
Have a good night, ya'll!
One of the ugliest incidences surrounding my grandmother's wake occurred when my sis-in-law decided she was taking some of my grandmother's family pictures then and there, that day, the day of the wake… held at my grandmother's house… where I was/am living, slaving, cleaning, not sleeping, up all night - literally - before day of funeral and wake so I can prepare the food, set out the pictures as tributes and in memory of my grandmother so family can view… and my sil declares she is taking some. I firmly and without anger, took the pictures out of her hand, returned them to their box, and said "Not today, you're not, I'm happy to make copies for you." She threw a tantrum, grabbed me by my face and yelled at me. I didn't return fire at all, I was just confused why my normally sane and decent sil was acting like this. Later, my bro sees she is upset in bathroom and asks her why… she says, I quote, "Oh, your sister!" She KNOWS me and bro have history of quarreling, so she KNOWS he will now "handle me" for her. He cornered me in a side room, totally blindsides me, physically restraining me by grabbing my arms and hissing at me an inch from my face, and verbally just berating me in the most vicious voice about what a piece of poop I am. I tried to get out of the room by just pushing him aside. He wouldn't let me. At that point, my emotions are so on edge, I'm crying and its escalating into hysterics because he won't let me go, and it becomes a scene-making incident in front of all my family that I now never get to forget… and its attached to the tender feelings I have about my grandmother dying. I mentioned I was up all night preparing food, etc, for wake, but I had been up for WEEKS, bottle-feeding her, giving her round the clock meds she needed… And this is what some of my family members do to me on day of funeral. Yeah. They can just be so wicked.
I suppose I didn't need to regurgitate this terrible experience on here, but I wanted you to Know, Really Know - that you didn't do a thing in the wrong. That its hard when we're already in sensitive place, caring for our loved one, and some "family" person comes in and acts like an enemy… its so hard to know how to handle it. Whether or not your aunt ever wakes up and realizes what a wicked witch she was to do that is not your concern. To this day, my brother's "version" of what happened that day was that I assaulted him… I told him a kidnap victim can't be accused of assault… sigh…
Love to you, and to all of you… Getting old may not be for sissies, but Caregiving sure isn't, either. (((((hugs)))))
Hugs & xxx's. This too shall pass.
Veronica, when they had the tsunami in Japan, I watched the videos of it. I tell you this much, if that tsunami had hit here, most of our island would be covered by the water. When this tsunami had hit Japan, our island went on a tsunami warning. Our office (me and my 2 bosses) is located at the beach road where all the tourist hotels are. We only found out about the tsunami warning like 530pm. When I got out, our 3 story building with very high end boutiques, - the parking lot was practically empty! I was sooo pissed off that the building management (same 3rd floor as us) did NOT warn All their rentees. As I drove down the beach road, I saw NO LOCAL people. All I saw was the Japanese tourists who did NOT know that their island was hit by a tsunami. NONE of the tourist buses stopped at the pick-up sites – which the tourists were waiting. I think I rolled down my window and tried to warn some tourists but they didn’t understand English. I was so upset that none of the hotels sent their people out to warn the tourists.
Wantingtime, it sounds like your mom does see the reality of why people come for visits. It could be that she no longer knows how to say NO. My father is like that. If you came to the house, and said you need this or that, he feels obligated to give you what he can – even if it doesn’t belong to him (like my sister’s generator!) With your mom’s comments, she’s telling you in a round about way what’s going on. I’m so glad that you did what you did…. Can you believe that my car Did have problem with the engine mounts? I had that replaced. I asked for the parts, and they gave it to me, showing me where it was broken. That was years ago. My car is only 6 years old.
The real thing that makes me so upset is how when it's in their favor she is in her'right' mind but in the next breathe they tell me to put her in nursing home 'for both your sakes', like I am not taking care of her.
I still have several really lovely blankets my mom made. A few sweaters she made. Baby clothes she made for me when I was a baby. I will always highly value these hand made treasures, but it's painful to look at them too, right now. I have quite a few of my mom's things, but it's the handmade items that are the most painful to look at right now. I hope it won't always be that way.
I found a picture of my mom yesterday, one I knew would be a favorite the second I snapped it. It's my mom in her favorite chair, sitting there relaxed, holding her little dog, Reba on her lap...The sun is coming in the window and it's a very peaceful picture. I was thrilled I found it again, and sad as h***, too.
Have an awesome day everyone.. I hope it's warmer where you're at!
Have you considered putting MILs miserable pooch in a crate at night? maybe someone would lend you one preferably a nice big one so he is comfortable (not that he deserves it) Would he bark all night if he was confined? Could you put him in doggy diapers? Sorry Red I am just full of ideas for saving this miserable dogs life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Another thought does he have diabetes? or kidney failure? Does he drink an excessive amount? I"ll stop now before you climb through my computer and hit me.
Why do you think you would not have acess to MILs breathing treatments if hospice leaves. It is something Medicare or Medicaid should cover. The actual machine probably will be left because they can not usually use it for another patient. You own Dr can prescribe the medications and any other equipment currently supplied by hospice. Talk to your nurse about this she or the social worker should be able to help you with a transition. keep up the good work and return often. blessings.
Blessings and best wishes,
LadeeC (not to be confused with the other LadeeM ::grins::)
Ok, deep breath.... one more for good measure..... mmmm, a little better...
With that little rant over with, welcome.... to our new folks.... and yes, there are two Ladee's.... separate people, but with many of the same answers... I know, we find it weird too.... lol
She has to take deep breaths behind medical professionals and I have to take deep breaths behind just about everything !!!! LOL.... but we BOTH need a vacation.... like a REAL vacation.... not just a day or two off... like everyone on here.....
One of these days, we are going to have a huge 'meet up'... we'll all recognize each other at the airport... we'll be the ones that look older than our age, will have dark circles under our eyes... and a 'twitch'... somewhere... and eye, a shoulder, something.... and it will take us a little time to smile..... but wouldn't that be the greatest thing.... for me to get to meet ya'll would be out of this world a good thing......
Ok, last night to work..... then sleep.....love to you all..... and chocolate... we must consume chocolate...
I ordered a seating set for my sunroom. I wait and the delivery day comes and goes. Two weeks later, still nothing. Ok... So, I finally get hold of someone at Fedex and they didn't receive the order, didn't know anything about it. Great. Finally get hold of someone at Walmart online. According to the girl on the phone, the ticket for the order was printed, but the order was never gotten together and sent off. So, she said she'd send a new one out. That was great and I got it a couple days ago. I still haven't put it together yet. Anyway, someone knocks on the door just a few minutes ago and it's the fedex guy. I wasn't expecting anything. But here he comes...with yet ANOTHER set of furniture for the sunroom! Now I have two identical sets.
What do I do? Do I call them and tell them about the mix up?
I am tired.
I love my Dad.
I never want him to pass, I will be so totally lost when it happens.
Right this minute all I can say is that I feel like I am drowning.