
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?"
On a more morbid note and I don't know why my mind keeps wondering about this, but in light of what I know now, there is a high probability that with the next 6 months my step-mother will die from her pulmonary fibrosis; some time within the next year I think my MIL will die from her heart problems followed by very likely my dad dying within the next two years given how weak he is and how lost he will be without my step-mother and somewhere parallel to that time frame my step-dad might pass away given he is the same age as my dad and not in good health, as well as my mother might last another 3 or so years in the nursing home.
My wife remains in a lot of pain and the doctors have not been able to do much for her pain. I hope the physical therapist that she sees at the end of this month will help her.
I'm doing better than I was when I went through that overwhelmed phase.
I think mom's condition is mainly her worsening dementia. My step-dad and his helper created confusion when they told her that I could over ride the nursing home doctor and get her home. That is not something that I view as a wise action to take. I know that my mother is on some strong anti-seizure meds, but she's been on those for years. Speaking of years, this is the start of her fourth year in the nursing home. I'm so glad that she has long term care insurance!
Changing the subject, I learned last night from my dad, that his wife has been given 6 months to live given how bad her pulmonary fibrosis has become. My dad has been very realistic about her increased decline, but my step-mother's daughter who lives in the same city and comes over a lot has been in denial about how bad off her mom is. Given how super close she and her brother are with their mother, the death of my step-mother will hit them hard. My dad has a very good long term care insurance policy and has wanted to go to assisted living for some time, but my step-mother did not, but now I think he will after she dies. Out of the guilt of his first marriage ending in divorce, he has bent over backwards trying to make that marriage work by trying to keep my rather narcissistic step-mother happy. He is so co-dependent on her that he's going to be lost without her. So, it looks like among my three elderly relatives and one elderly inlaw, that her's will be the first funeral. Sorry to be so matter of fact, but that is how I feel today.
How are you and your wife doing? I read your post about your visit to the NH.
Do you think maybe she was just having one of those sleepy tuned out days?
But you do mention confusion.
Well, my mom seems sometimes also getting things confused when one talks to her. My sister thinks she's more alert. So about a week ago, I relieved my sister.
I ask mom very simple questions now, it's just easier for her. But she'd just been to my brother's for a visit. So I asked her if she had a good time there. She said yes, and started to tell me how cute the great grandchild is, etc. This was followed by, "Oh and then I went to see Lila." So I asked her, Lila, my neice's aunt?
She responded, "No Lila, your sister.:" Well, mom lives w/Lila, my sister. She told it to me in such a way, like she thought it an odd question. But I became aware of how the ALZ, is affecting her too. It is really difficult to gage what is going on w/them at times, isn't it? But this makes me aware, that possibly the ALZ could be progressing. I don't know how mom has processed the recent passing of her sister who lived w/her for many years.
Well Cmagnum, we can't tell what causes the confusion, but my mom was being so sleepy after taking I think Namenda. I know my sister just went to an appointment w/her Mon., and hasn't given me an update, because other dysfunction is taking precedence right now, w/our Golden Boy brother.
Possibly you might want to see what medications they are giving her, but if you sense too that your step dad may be saying certain things to her, this could cause someone in her condition confusion.
I'm happy for you and your wife that your son w/be visiting and helping you out,.
Meanwhile, take care of yourself, we missed you! Love & light! Margeaux
I had this going on all of last week.My brother I wrote about who was yanked from the POA, for mom and her recently deceased sister has been making a re-entry into our family. Of course my sister, younger brother and me have been morally supporting him especially w/the recent Prostate surgery he had.
Well last week this brother, Golden Boy, called to say they were having a birthday party for his 7 yr. old grand daughter, of course at his home since grandchild lives there w/the unwed mom, a new baby & her boyfriend. Honestly, I didn't want to go to this, as I'm not really so bonded up w/any of his clan. But, after much thought, my husband and me decided to go. I convinced myself to take the high road and all of that. Truth be told...guilt.
So when we arrived at his place, as we entered escorting mom, as she at 92 yrs.,
isn't waling very steadily nowadays we were stopped by Golden Boy. He wanted to talk to sis and me. He asked that we not ask for his wife, as they had a huge fight the night before. Wife left, didn't sleep there and would not be at the party.
Then a niece who has been super disrespectful, a user and spent time in jail showed up w/fiance. Of course she stopped their w/mom (her grandma) to give her a kiss. Then she pecked my sister on the cheek, but in a forced way.
I got a nod of the head by her.WOW! That's fine by me, because I can't even see this girl in a picture! Anyway all this happened even before we arrived in the backyard.
Now we were confronted by many younger people, ages of my brother's kid's.... in their 20's. There was one guy there w/a tatoo coming up his neck onto his bald head. That didn't al all seem like a kids birthday party. I felt as if we were at Alpine Village attending a beer fest. This was the theme of this party.
The "B" day girl's parents never gathered the kids together to play any games, and there was a cute pinata there. The kids were being baby sat by this big infatable castle they were jumping in probably the three hours my husband and me spent there. Every now and then the castle was becoming deflated, and the kids were still jumping, and screaming becoming piled on top of one another. My husband and me would go over there, to tell the kids to climb out, as not to get hurt. Do you think any of the parents ever got up to do this, NO! They were too busy socializing and having their beer. After 3 hrs. there, my husband gave me the high sign, he'd had enough, so had I!
We left, and I felt a combination of drained, depressed and kicking myself for not going w/my instincts of not going down there. Isn't it interesting though how a death in a family, someone near the end, or even births... makes people come out of the wood work. Many times also, it's the very people we have issues with, and really don't want to see.
Sp Emjo, I know you have your mom's birthday party pending. I took my camera with me, and rather distracted myself taking photos. I also was sitting w/my sister in law, who I can relate to. Do some meditations before you go also, or prayers for the protective thing. I do hope you have some kind of fun there also. Wow, your mom is turning 100. That's something in and of itself. Well, Happy Birthday to her!
Take care of yourself, and I'll be thinking about you!
Bilmo, I know you have this Trust meeting pending. Yikes! That would scare me too, given the situation! You also, try some meditations, medications...ha, ha..I'm going w/your Excedrin thing. I'll also be thinking of you too! Deep breadths, Love & light to all,
Margeaux
Furthermore, after I became a preteen my mother married a man primarily as an escape ticket from her hometown, plus he was an alcoholic just like her dad and later on she became an alcoholic. During high school and college it was not unusual to find her drunk on the sofa in what she had slept in the night before. Also, she mixed alcohol with the tranqulizers she had been taking since her early twenties. BTW, my dad never was and is not now an alcoholic. Part of what helped me survive my high school and college years was creating my own secondary family outside of my primary family via various friends and their parents none of whom did I ever tell exactly what my life at home was like. When I graduated from college, it was like my mother divorced my step-dad for she left him to live mainly at the beach house from then on until in her old age, her health sent her back home. This caused my step-dad to drink more when she was gone. I remember them fighting even when my wife and I would visit. They never were that close and mom never really accepted his three children, plus did not want me to get very close to them at all which was helped by only one of them actually living with us. As a teenager, I added article 13 to the bill of rights saying I had the right for people to knock before entering my room which I pinned on my door.
My wife came from a very abusive home with a very passive, dependent, but nurturing, co-dependent dad (who had been dominated by his mother) with an enslaving, narcissistic queen mommy-dearest who was much like the wicked witch of the west; tried her best to make my wife afraid of men and make her stay home to take care of her mother and father as they aged over the years. While my wife does have an identical twin sister, my wife's mother focused totally in on her and let her husband basically raise the other daughter. Part of this dynamic meant that my wife became like a substitute emotional spouse for her mother. This really worked havoc in our marriage when we had children. For years, I walked on eggshells around the impact of all of these issues until I just had had enough, wanted my own life back-which I did not even know how to define-wanted to protect my boys from the dramatic havoc of our lives due to both the issues of mommy dearest, but the conflict in my wife's soul between being a focused mother on her children and being under the control of her mom which she sought to increase with the birth of each child; and I was tired of fighting my wife's battles with her mother for her. So, I was the first to set boundaries which at first my wife did not understand, but she came around to stand up to her mother herself and set some healthy boundaries with her. Finally, I felt like I had my wife back and our two boys felt like they had their mother back, but for a while there we all lived through pure hell and I felt like a single parent with three children at home. Near the end of all that mess and when I started setting boundaries, I also got each boy into therapy, plus myself as well. It is needless to say, but my mother in law often makes me feel like I don't exist. Her husband was the most enslaved spouse that I've ever seen and my wife ended up trying to do that to me as well as treating the boys like her mother did to her both of which she later acknowledged to have done to us as her therapy and DBT group helped her gain more self insight.
My wife and I had such struggles getting much freedom from our past that I seriously believe it contributed to our dating for 5 years before getting married when we were each in our early 30ties with her two years older than me.
I could write a book as well, but people would find it hard to believe how my life really was at home because my mother like her mother had and maintained such a mask of perfection in public and I had learned to have a stiff upper lip early in life and to swallow my own feelings.
I could only imagine how much worse my life would have been had my mother not gotten married again, but it was bad enough as it was. I know enough psychology and sociology from college to know how I could have turned out but by a miracle from God, I did not, although I realize that I did act out from some of my scars. My wife and I are not totally well, but we both feel like we have broken the chains of our broken childhoods in which each of us had to be like little adults and were never really allowed to be a child. Our boys are both functioning much better in college than either of us did although I can see a few scars from the past in each of them which in time they will deal with and I hope in therapy.
Thanks for reading my lengthy autobiography which seems to get longer each time I write it. Part of the reason that I went into so much detail is that my therapist and I are going over my journal entries from those 'hellish years' to help me get past that pain.
I come from divorce parents and I am guilty myself from my past. In the process, I felt like I was the mom & dad raising my child. However, a few yrs later I did get remarried for the 3rd time and yes, I said 3 of them. I had jump from frying-pan right into the fire when I was in my teenage yrs trying to get out from an abusive-alcoholic parent life. Of course, I thought I was all grown-up and partly because, I had a lot of responsibilties while living with my mom and my little brother n sister. I am the middle age child of six of us kids and I am the shortest. We have even talked about that we could write a book on our lives and how we all came out somewhat normal. ; )
I cannot wait to see other people stories on this topic.
selfish sibs -now that is quite the situation you are in. I have a golden sib too - never any acknowledgement of wrong doing . Your idea of working off the anger energy is a good one - turn it to your benefit by walking, writing...
anyonee I have missed - not intentional =margeaus, sharyn,
tbailey, I agree and those people who think they know everything - aaaaargh!
1234, -there is lots of family strife for one reason or another reported by individuals here - whether someone is perceived as not helping enough or whatever, Sounds like you have a martyr who is also a control freak in your fam. - let me know if I am off base. Blaming someone else for your own burnout, when help has been offered, is not healthy, and doesn't solve anything. Sounds like that person has a lot of anger. Can you write out how you are willing/able to help ( I am assuming it is you who is trying to help), give it to the caregiver, and suggest that you both get together and discuss it sensibly, and develop some kind of a routine, for help/breaks for the caregiver?
brandy - hi -how are you doing? You have a heavy load with your mum and sis and also your husband.
(((((((marie)))))) every little triumph is a big one. That is great. I think many of us who grew up in dysf fams don't like confrontation. I am work on being assertive, stating my case, which is not necessarly confrontation, but uses "I" statements. Developing your own life, (even gerontology) apart from your mum is healthy - if only in very small steps. Good for your husband - I wish him great success in his "talk:" amd good for you for standing up to your bro. I have made some similar changes recently (never too old to learn) - just asserting myself and letting the sib know that I will not take cr*p any more. They think that you can't do without them, and take advantage of that. Well, wake up and smell the coffee! I am doing just fine without you in my life. As for any appreciation for taking the role of the caregiver - uh uh, nil, zilch, zippo - criticism instead. BTW being assertive is not energy sapping - rather the opposite.
All of you here deserve medals!
love hugs and prayers ♥♥♥
Joan
Bilmo I like your attitude You should be one of those home care managers or whatever they call them anyway You could probaly clean house with some of these darn siblings on here... I love your picture on here too sooo pretty is that of arizona?
How are you feeling today? About 3 yrs. ago, my brother who was at time POA for mother, and her sis, called a meeting. He called my sis, youngest bro, and moi, the eldest in the family. He is 3'd in line, raised "Golden Boy," by my parents and even my aunt because of the gender bias. Golden Boy, was never up front w/us about any of the legalities-parent's assets, etc. He had his hand totally in the pie. This meeting he called was in essence to TRY to get the rest of sibs to sign a Quit Claim Deed for a Joint Tenancy our names appear on my dad left to all of us, including mom. I used to work as a legal secretary, so first of all, the doc he showed us, looked like a total copy, and it could not have been authentic at all. My brother in those days also was so rogue as to how he did anything, especially if it had to do w/moms assets. He gave us some dodgy explanation that they wanted to put this property in a trust. Anyway, I sure did not sign this doc. Later, I tried to talk to other two sibs about it, but my sister decided to be in hurt mode, saying things like, "I can't believe that our bro would do this." Blah, di blah! My youngest bro, didn't seem very bothered by Golden Boy's attempt at doing this. Well, none of us signed it. Later, somewhat later Golden Boy's POA was revoked, and now these two sibs, are in charge; sis being at the helm of it all.
This happened upon our mom being diagnosed w/ALZ.
That was plenty, for my head already. But I remember, having feelings of rage w/this brother. Way before this, he never inspired much confidence in me anyway, but this was it. Even my attempt to at least have a conversation w/other sibs, fell on deaf ears, DENIAL!
Here I felt that he was ready to have us possibly sign away our rights, for something our dad left us.
Anyway, I really feel that in these situations one is entitled to feel some kind of anger and rage. I felt toward this brother, also at my other sib's reaction. Just as a protection for yourself, try to maybe find an outlet for some of this, such as walking. But really, even coming here and writing about this does a lot, I know it has for me. BTW, Golden Boy has never to date recognized any of what he did via an apology. All right Bilmo, hang in there! Margeaux
and who knows what else. Some have jobs, and others are also in their own third age, possibly w/own health concerns. So it's normal for people to get burn out. Each and every situation, is so unique. Maybe your friend has neither physical, nor moral support. Margeux
Been reading your most recent posts. Bilmo and Emjo, I am with you on the ugliness of the siblings that cause us trouble and weigh us down. My rage and hatred has subsided into disappointment and the gall of it all. I have one sib who has all but disappeared from the face of the earth. He's the "out of sight, out of mind" kind. Other sib is a real trouble maker. Neither one has done a thing or lifted a finger in three years, five surgeries with Mom, housing issues, neither parent drives, incontinence, and I can't even go on. Asked both sibs for help in October 2010, both said no. Sister said can't help you if she don't have access to their money. Brother just said "No way." Soooo much dysfunction and I thought we had a pretty good childhood. Anyway, sister is bipolar but refuses to address her own mental issues. She's a disaster.
I too, am going through the Trust thing. However, (and you'll love this), my parents are both still alive!!! We need to break the trust so my mother has money to live on. They didn't plan at for their future in anyway. My Dad is in a NH and Medicaid pending. So in this process, my mother wants to give each of (three kids) a share, each one the same amount. That's fine. It was all written out by my mother's lawyer. Even though neither sib has does anything to help me OR their own parents, I'm ok with them getting a share because I just want this whole nightmare to be over with. But my sister gets her own lawyer because she thinks I've been spending my mother's money. She thinks that because before my parents moved, I found their checkbook register that showed they had been writing checks to her for years because she can't manage her own life. She's 51 and blames everyone for her life. When my parents came to live near me, that all stopped. So she's pissed I took away her gravy train. Too bad....grow up. I told her I'd tell her anything she wanted to know, but she hasn't called me or spoken to me in because that would be dealing with reality which isn't something she can do in any aspect of her life. She actually got a lawyer. And she has no money to pay a lawyer so she'll probably ask my mother for that too!! My mother is so pissed. To wrap it up, it took quite a while for the rage and hatred thing to subsided into complete dissapoinment. It never goes away but it does subside.
Luv to all,
-SS
Picking up your life after years of caregiving is not easy. You never go back to who you were. Such an experience is life changing. You are not the same person you were, and have to, in a sense, recreate yourself. This is not necessarily a bad thing, though it is not an easy process. You may be grieving the loss of the person you were, too. Like the phoenix you are rising out of the ashes, having been reborn. "Change is the constant, the signal for rebirth, the egg of the phoenix." - Christina Baldwin
Let the sibs fall where they may. You don't need albatrosses around your neck for the rest of your life. My view anyway. Breathe deep and have a great day - do something good for you - Joan
bill - I am glad for you your mum was nice. You are fortunate, indeed. You will survive the sibs. For me there came a point when money is just that, and, I will not let it drag me down. Fair has nothing to do with it.
I want to offer my condolences for the passing of your mom. Ah yes, now we must deal with all the other members of the family! Your feelings are completely normal for a gathering as such. You humor is great! I use humor all of the time to get me throu tough situations, or at least lighten them. You are certainly not alone with respect to dysfunction, and the dreaded anxiety it can trigger. I had some of this last week, also on account of a family gathering, I attended this last weekend. I'll write about this tomorrow, though. But meanwhile, hang in there! Margeaux
I would like to wish everyone a very happy Mother's Day! I hope all of you, are enjoying it, by doing at least a little something you like, whether that's a bubble bath, eating a hunk of good chocolate, anything! Love and Light! Margeaux
. (((((austin))))) Pitting one against another - oh yes! My mother and my sister use each other against me -has always been so. The eternal triangle - use one to hurt the third. Good for you for calling. I sent an ecard. You are right we are not promised a tomorrow. So glad you have a great church family. God provides.