
Many of us, myself included, come from a dysfunctional family which adds a lot of weight to the challenges of caregiving. I have read stores on various threads on other topics and decided it would be good to have a thread just for this topic for people to share, vent and discuss.
The idea for this thread originated on the thread named "The Caregiver....How are YOU doing today?"
I bet it has been wonderful for you to spend this time with them. Such cuddly, warm bundles they are, but very difficult sometimes too. Enjoy the time you have left there and just breathe. I don't blame you for being angry, there is not a more helpless feeling than trying to soothe a screaming baby and nothing works!
In the end, you might as well have been the one to take meds - to help you to deal with the stress. The thing is, you need to be determined to work it through - until you find the right meds, the right dosage - for You. Trial and error. BUT, I have heard from numerous posters here how it made a Big difference in their daily lives - and they weren't screaming with their hands-pulling-at-their-hair frustration.
To me, with what you're dealing - I would take the route of finding meds to help me. And then when that's successful (you're now calm and collected), I would then aim to find meds for the kids - to help calm them down and not over-react to life.
Yes, like the Kenny Roger's song Gambler. "Know when to help and know when to back off." Maybe staying at a hotel is better (knowing when to 'back off') so that you're not under their feet 24/7 for several days. Hard to say. While everyone's cooling off, and you go back home, take the time to replay the time you were there. Did you unintentionally took over the kids? Did you unintentionally invaded their private routines with their children (quality time)? Then, you when figure out what happened, have a call or email your daughter and discuss it. To avoid making the same mistake on your next visit.
Ts2 plans on having ts1 take mom since she is such an expert on everything. Ts2 is just afraid to stand up to her, she does not want to become the subject of ts1's wrath. Nope, not a fun place to be.
I could just see the smoke rising when the twisted ones read my email! And ts1 makes such a big deal about needing two weeks notice to be able to do anything to assist. She loses money because she does not schedule clients. Now she has nobody scheduled for that time slot next week, and if she really wants to take mom will now need to schedule another few hours without clients. She has gotten so angry with me when plans change, just has no freaking idea that the ability to be flexible is at the top of the list if you are a caregiver.
Other's have posted some very good takes on your situation with your daughter.
I completely agree......that given the twins young age that this the time for so much
baby work for everyone involved. Parents want grandparents to be involved,
and vice versa. You live faraway, and are hoping for a copacetic visit. But then these adorable babies, start acting up, and we who are now a bit older get our nerves frayed much faster than they used to, all of that..........can add up to a rather chaotic visit. But there is redemption in the fact,, that if one is flexible and accepting of the fact, that crying babies are just part of the territory.........there has to be some kind of acceptance of that time frame in a baby's life, which as was said, won't be forever.
Yes, your daughter isn't a teenager anymore........and I'm not saying this to be sarcastic in any way. She's a mom now. Maybe she's just trying to implement her own routines and this is new territory for her. Sure, it's understandable to want to be involved, helpful, etc.........but it is also wise to also know when to just step away a bit. Babies are sensitive too, if they feel other's tension, they will act up.
Hugs,
Much Love & Light! Margeaux
I just wanted to add, about being older and getting our nerves frayed........this is what I experience each time I go to mom's house, w/three kids, three yrs. of age and under currently residing over there. I was there the last time for 3.5 hrs., and after just 1 hr., oh boy.........I had to walk outside. It frazzled me big time!
I have a whole grandma story that involves none other than my sister, but I'll save that one for another time.
Hugs, hugs,
Much Love & Light! Margeaux
Since she has new friends in her new place, I am getting back to my life and made a new male friend whom I hope to go dancing with.
I thought you'd all like to read some happy news for a change!:)
Sharyn -things happening with your mum I guess it is inevitable. Glad you are on top of it,
glad tws up to their usual nonsense. I am so relieved that mine is overseas and has no formal involvement,
judda - happy for you that things are going well with your mum for now. We know that can change. New male friend and dancing - yeah!!!
Book - good advice to Me re drugs
Me - working on yourself first is a good idea
cm - that bro and sil of yours take the cake. How dare they!!! I am glad you are assertive!
Back home from my trip and I am absolutely wiped. Visited my mil in hospital. She has lost weight and still has bruising from 5 weeks ago, but is in decent spirits. On the way out I bumped into my ex bil who is an emotional mess. He has been on disability for depression for years and checked himself into the same hospital his mum is in a few days after she went in. He is about the same age as my oldest and collapsed onto my shoulder in tears. He has his own place, but stays with his mum most of the time. Not a healthy relationship. Last winter he actually died for 4 minutes from a drug overdose. No one says if it was intentional or not. Ex G says he thinks J (ex bil) will not be around long after their mum dies. That may well be right. There is a mess with who is to make decisions about ex mil. A friend of her daughter (who was bipolar and committed suicide years ago) has been helping her out over the years and has POA. Ex bil thinks family should be the ones, yet he admits he and ex G cannot be in the same room together. I know ex G doesn’t want to do it and J is not emotionally stable. He was angry when I mentioned the lady who has it. She - Linda - has contacted me and we will talk on the phone. She needs support from/communication with the family. Ex G is not responding to her attempts to contact him, but he has to me, so I guess I can be a go-between. I don't envy her position. She is a very level headed person, thankfully. I will contact some family out of town to keep them informed. So I guess my caregiving duties have been extended a bit - not really what I needed at this time, but ex mil have been friends for years now and she has been a sweetie to me. I will do whatever I can to help Linda. I may have to be the one to talk to ex bil about the POA and that Linda is his mother's choice and that has to be honoured. Ex G's present wife wants nothing to do with her mil so she is no help at all. This fits well under caregiving and the dysfun fam. Thank goodness Gary's parents will not get into this kind of mess.
All of this is hitting me harder because exmil is a link to Gordie and when she goes that is lost. They were very fond of one another. It is a trigger, and also because of the friend who died last year at Christmas.
Still waiting to hear about moving mother. It is hanging over my head and I want to get it over and done with. I know there will be a time of transition, most of which I will expect the staff to look after, but some of which will be related to her stored stuff and G and I will have to deal with that. I never thought my 70s would be like this. It better not carry into my 80s though there is no reason to think that mother may not survive for a while yet.
I took a cab to and from the airport, The plane was over 2 hours late, so I was very tired when I got there and there the temps were cold with wind chill. On the way back, it was a safety issue. There is a big step down from the sky shuttle as there is no curb where they pull up to let you off and I nearly lost my footing once. Combine that with ice, and I am not taking chances. Thankfully I got cheap flights. I will contact the sky shuttle company about a step stool like the busses use.
So, although the theatre was nice as always, it was a difficult trip, and G as usual is too busy with work and horses. Looks like it is warming up a bit the next week here. It was bitterly cold in E'ton most of the time I was there. Another 6 weeks and the worst of it will be over.
Got the sneezes and sniffles, so laying low, put on a fire, drinking tea, taking Cold FX , it really works for me. Homemade chicken soup for supper should help. Have a good evening, everyone and do something good for you!
I am feeling extremely grumpy about my day, for all sorts of unworthy reasons. Mainly sheer ungraciousness on my part. I am feeling patronised by Dr Daughter and Lovely Nephew 2, I suppose, is what it comes down to. The only consolation is I'm pretty sure my POA brother (LN2's father) will be feeling much the same. Brother and SIL's visit to mother got off to a shaky start when at two hours' notice they turned up yesterday evening, instead of today as expected. Daughter and I were with mother, persuading her to drink, when the unmistakeable shrill foghorn approached the room door. Quick handover and we left them to it. Daughter gave me a hug once we were outside and told me she was proud of me. Humph. I'd spoken to the senior nurse in charge of the shift earlier and outlined my concerns as rationally as I could, the main one being that I was mortally afraid of SIL's deciding she knew best what diet mother should be on and feeding her something inappropriate. Actually, that was and is a genuine concern - SIL has form on this, and diet is after all her field, and mother's swallowing looks fine to the naked eye. But there we are - mother was still alive this morning, so whatever happened when I wasn't looking it can't have been too disastrous.
This morning was worse, because daughter and LN2 had engineered a meeting on neutral ground for brother and self to "have a chat." I don't know what they'd done with SIL for the morning - locked her in a cupboard? - but they were correct in thinking that if she'd been in the party I would flatly have refused to go. Brother and LN2 went to the wrong café - who knew there'd be two Costa Coffees in a place as teeny as our home town? I certainly didn't. Daughter had a train to catch. I would much rather have spent our limited time just with her. It was freezing cold and windy. I didn't know where the other bloody café was, but we had to go and find them because LN2 had already called daughter to ask what we wanted to order. Increasingly stamping rather than walking, I was not at my sunniest by the time we found them.
So we had coffee (cold, humph) and a chat and brother said that mother was looking a hundred times better than he'd feared and asked what the discharge plan is. I have no idea. But anyway we're all agreed that mother will get home as soon as it's safe and realistic. And that when we sell the house, which is still the plan, though God knows when it'll happen, we'll buy or rent another for just mother and me. And he's cool with that. And he even asked how I was doing [thinks: is LN2 actually kicking you under the table?] And we didn't argue, or disagree about mother - though his main anxiety is for how bored she must be. One day I must find some way of explaining "projection" to him - and then we had to go, and LN2 mentioned tentatively that they were going back to see Granny and "Mum" was going to give her lunch. Oh BOY!!! I thought I'd best pretend I hadn't heard that bit and trust the nursing staff to handle it. Then all the way to the train station daughter was laying the praise about how well we'd behaved on with a trowel - a strategy she picked up from my Texan psychotherapist friend who was a second mother to her when she was little - but I was driving so I couldn't poke her in the eye.
And I dare say that now not only Dr daughter and LN2 but also my son, my DIL, Cactus Flower daughter, LN1 and brother's DIL will all be busily conspiring about how to stop their "olds" behaving like stroppy toddlers and getting into fights again.
It is lovely to know that the next generation down is so sensible, and constructive, and supportive, and adult about things. Slightly less lovely to feel strong-armed by them. But eyes on the prize: if it smooths mother's path, I must just be grateful. Humph. Again. Who do they think they are bloody United Nations rhubarb mutter grumble….
Then this evening ex-SO nobly volunteered to come with me to see mother. I knew he'd hate every second of it, so I thanked him and offered him an honourable out, but I suspect daughter might have asked what he thought of how mother was getting on and been a bit horrified when he said he hadn't been to see her yet. So he did come, and he did hate every second of it, but he talked to mother kindly as ever and she was pleased to see him, in between naps anyway.
His radiotherapy is scheduled to start at the end of this month. I really can't blame him for not wanting to go any nearer a rehab unit than he absolutely has to.
cm - I have thought about it over the years, and figured I likely would need to be a bit involved, though not carry the main burden. No FOG there at all and a chance to work with someone who is a solid person - yes, late sil's friend. Late sil left a note before she OD-ed and among other things she asked one of her from-childhood friends (Linda) to look after her mum. Linda is a brick and has done that well. Her own parents died years ago, so she has been through it already. I think working with her, even a little, would be a good experience. Certainly better than what I am going through with my own family. Sort of like taking a chance on G and I. A friend once asked me why I wanted to go through that again, I said I had two very dysfun spouses and I wanted to experience a more normal one. Of course, I am finding out that a "normal" man does necessarily understand women and their needs and emotions very well, but at least he listens and is willing to work on things, and doesn't have bad habits except working too much. I can't call him a workaholic as he loves going on holidays. I will just have to get him to go more often once we get mother settled in her new place. I hate having this hanging over my head. I have had to run my life around hers far too long. I need cataract surgery and another dental implant and cannot move ahead on those things until she is settled in her new place. I don't even dare book a filling - for sure they will call about the move if I do. Hmmm!
Well done re meeting with your bro and also for ex SO going to see your mother. I am sure the visits cheer her up. Hope sil doesn't try to cram anything inappropriate down your mother's throat or you will feel like doing it to her.
Well, chopping an onion for the latest batch of braised red cabbage and apple has cleared my sinuses. I seem to get these cooking attacks in the evenings Back to stove watch and stir, Moose roast goes into the crockpot tomorrow. Yes, glad - ewwwwww!
Good for you. I think you are crossing that threshold to wise person land.
Hey, how much attention can anyone pay heed to, when we know someone is difficult to deal with.
I was at a neighborhood meeting one day. There was an elderly lady there and was talking to another neighbor she obviously knew. I hear this lady say that she
ignores her husband. Now since I really do not know the woman, I thought......
maybe she's just at that age, where she's learned to ignore someone who is high maintenance. Maybe not. I also thought of the possibility she was talking about a very difficult person. But I got a kick out of the comment, because she had some humor in the tone of the comment. Ah hah! So every now and again when I'm having those issues with my husband, who is very high maintenance.......I remember this lady's comment. I ignore him, don't get into his energy.
Anyway, you've reached that place or sounds as if you have, where you realize there's nothing that's going to change your mom. She is who she is, and you just have to be who you are. It just makes coping a lot easier.
Bravo!
Much Love & Light! Margeaux