
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?"
She also recently has been referring to mom, as, "her baby."
I find this real weird. I mean, o.k., I don't know if these feelings are sincere, or is she again trying to derive more credit, that she's so hungry for. When does someone like this get their fill, might I ask??????
Anyway, just some rambling thoughts over here.
Much Love & Light! Margeaux
Ahhhhh! You see there is still a flicker of light there with your dad.
I realize you've written about how he doesn't cooperate, and the past.
But....this was his way, of acknowledging what a great person and daughter you are to him. I'm so happy that you got to see this on the one hand for this reason.
Of course, as you are concerned because of these unscrupulous insurance companies, well that's another story. I agree, that while it isn't necessary to bring this up with him, why go there.
O.K., I hope you get your "big girl panties;" mine are ready for Saturaday!
HAAH!
Much Love & Light! Margeaux
Margeaux-i really feel for you...not only dealing with sistaking on an event parading people through the house that may create upset and confusion for your mom. Here you are processing your mom being placed on hospice and sis wanting to be the social butterfly getting all the attention. Well big girl pantries aren't a special purchase....just a regular pair pull them up tight and belt them on,Lol!
Some of you may remember me talking about my mom's former co worker who was helping us with mom's mail before Mom would let us help. She got my mom to allow us to handle her mail because she felt uncomfortable doing it. I was very grateful for this woman helping us. Well a week ago, I received a all on my cell. It was a local # and I knew it was either this woman or the dog groomer. I called the # on my break...this former co worker answered, she did not say hello...she said, sorry we called by mistake transferring #'s to a new phone. Have a great weekend goodbye...and she hung up! I told my sis about it...is that a kiss off or what? I keep thinking maybe she saw ads for the estate sale and now the house being up for sale and she has jumped to conclusions that we are out for money...I don't know what to think...just very strange.
Depending on the source of policy, you might feel inclined to give them a piece of your mind; but unless you can actually get them to agree not to contact your father again (some hope, especially if they're the sales-driven kind) you're wasting your breath.
It's a life lesson that we all variously take our time about learning: that insurance is a straight bet. You bet that something will happen, and the insurer (or "book maker") bets it won't. How likely is it that an elderly gentleman will die or be, God forbid, dismembered through an accident *that is not already covered by household or motor insurance n.b.*? Incredibly unlikely. So the insurer says "bet that'll never happen. Thank you for your $20 per month premium, all 450,000 of you punters" and pays out - how often, would you reckon? Ever?
Piffling little low cost insurance policies are sold to all of us all the time; and there is an interesting psychological trick to the marketing of them. It's that word "protection." "Protect your family" against - oh, I don't know, the fridge breaking down. And in our minds, protection means it won't happen. I buy this insurance, I'm protected against my fridge breaking down. I.e. my fridge won't break down. I am very happy to shell out a small amount of money to stop THAT happening.
Except of course the policy does no such thing. It means that when your fridge breaks down, you will get a repair man in a bit quicker and if you'd just stocked up, as luck would have it, on smoked salmon and it's all gone bad, you'll do quite well out of it. But the annoyance and the couple of days without a fridge? Nope. Still get those. And you'll never quite trust your old, repaired fridge again, once it's let you down. You might as well have kept the money you spent on premiums and put it towards a shiny new one.
The only insurance it is sensible to pay for is that which either is required by law or would cover you in the event of something's happening that would otherwise be financially catastrophic for you. For the latter reason, for example, it is sensible to have buildings insurance, because if you had to rebuild your house after a fire it would cost a mint and you'd have nowhere to live. But contents insurance is not so clear cut, not unless you get a policy with a substantial no claims element to it. How much of your stuff could you not live without AND not afford to replace? Probably much less than you think - and sentimental value, of course, is uninsurable, so leave out all the items you really really care about.
Sorry, I've got onto a hobby horse. Alison, you're left with the problem of how you explain to your father that you know about his application, are you? Hope you find a way to discuss it with him without offending or upsetting him - but this is the kind of trap you're absolutely right to stop him falling into.
I know my father must hear me sobbing some times in the shower, or in my room. I can't really help it and sometimes I just cry… and for all of his faults (which is mostly just that he's somehow mentally impaired), I know he doesn't want me to be sad, or resentful of him and my being here, and he knows I've done and do a lot for him…
He doesn't seem depressed at all. I mention this because when I saw it was "accidental death" policy I thought "Is he going to walk in front of a bus?" But I don't think that's even remote possibility that was part of his mindset in getting the policy. And he laughs when doctors tell him he only has 5-10 years left to live because of advancing COPD… he tells them that he's just fine. I've seen this behavior from him over and over, he will tell medical people he's living for another 30 years. I wonder to myself is it denial, or is it because his mother did actually live so much longer and he thinks he will, too? So hard for me to understand how he thinks, even after all this time with him.
His naiveté and him trying to get this policy "for me" is just breaking my heart… I needed to find some more compassion and love for him and its been so hard, given the past and the terrible father he was. I'm just so incredibly emotional right now. But… as I typed this… I had a good cry and now I'll just get on with the day. Breathing exercises are so beneficial for me at a time like this. I haven't done them in some time. I will do them right now.
Veronica, my first instinct is to do exactly what you said and shred it. He will likely not remember anything about applying for the policy, really, but I can't prevent him from getting future advertisements and trying to do it again. He gets the mail everyday, its his habit and I largely try to leave him be… although once in awhile I do the "caregiver snoop around" disguised as cleaning his room or whatnot and try to get my hands on, and remove, all the advertising mail he likes to just pile up on his bed. I hate it that so many company's direct mail advertising campaigns and mail order catalogs target elderly… Its like Publisher's Clearing House methodology run rampant, if you know what I mean… its hard to be protective of him and still give him his autonomy to make his own decisions.
Yeah, I'm very likely going to shred it. Just want to get over the emotional shock of it all and find a way to talk to him about it? So that he doesn't continue to try to do this? Of course, I'll have to come up with reason/excuse I was snooping in his mail… if you got any ideas on that, let me know!
Thank you all. Please let me know where the big girl panties are purchased at, I need a pair, too. (((((hugs)))))
Just google accidental death insurance and you will find all the information you need. Give your Dad a very big hug and cook his favorite dinner. It wasn't actually a scam and has some worth but thats it.
I expect Pam Steadman will have a crisp one line answer fo you. i don't have her way with words. Hugs
I was really irritated on my last posts. It was even causing me to wake up at 4:00 a.m. two days in a row. So I'm trying my best to detach from it as best I can.
This Baptismal is this Sat., still need to shop for a gift. My husband and I will go, but I admit there's lots of angst on my part about this, because of how my sisters vibe is right now. Oh well.....Sharynarie, can you tell me where you bought your,
"big girl panties," I sure need to get a pair! HAAH!
So the other day when I was at mom's, my cousin dropped by in the midst of the confusion over there. Mom came out to the living room wearing a cute two piece velour outfit. The top was unzipped, and she was in full expose of her breasts.
My cousin and me told her how sexy she looked, and my cousin tried zipping it up, but we discovered the zipper was broken.
Much Love & Light! Margeaux
I'm going to wait until I can research and think over with clear head about what to do. But… its just such a ball of emotions for me… unreal. (((((hugs)))))
Last time I posted they were threatening to kick my mother out of her AL due to her throwing a fit and hitting the facility manager. Fortunately - I acted quickly - got her an appointment with her doctor and finally got her on antidepressants as well as the Serequil which work nicely together. She had refused to take the antidepressant. The doctor did a great job selling it as something to help her feel less anxious. So - long story short - after the dr apt we had a horrible fight where she tried to throw a pitcher of water on my husband, yelling and telling me FU and get out. Needless to say - we left - and that was in January and I haven't been back. She sends me crazy emails almost daily - most I don't respond to. Which leads me to writing today. I have never felt more hated in my life. Even with the fantastic counseling I have had... so - what started as a benign her sending me some quote - I returned it with a positive one, then her remembering my old boyfriend - then it quickly turned to her stating that my husband hit her and yelled. I clarified for her - got about 6 more nasty emails. I responded to a couple saying it would be nice to visit her without fighting - and that she never seems happy to see me or miss me - and that I would be happy to come visit if that were the case. So - I have been monitoring her emails as she has tried to email Amazon and all kinds of crazy things - so some things need to be intercepted (I am her NSA) and she had emailed my sister in law - who she hates, taking about my brother who has not seen or talked to in 2 years - saying in the email she loves them. Really?? Ouch. Then she sent me an email saying to give my brother the key to her house. Wow. So - I didn't respond and it really felt like crap.
Now sis is talking about renovating mom's kitchen with granite counter tops and she probably won't stop there. She will want new stainless steel appliances costing around $20,000 total. Now the next door is going to be renovated and put on the market for $215,000. That is $15,000 less than what the real estate has priced mom's house. It makes no sense, we would have to increase the price on mom's house to get the money back. It is not mom's house is over priced...I see the realtor pressuring us so they get their commission and can move on to something bigger and better. If sis pushes for a reno, it may be a real wedge between us.
Thank you! Yes, I'm just trying to stay focused, and keeping it simple. because they act like things aren't hard enough.
Hugs,
Much Love & Light! Margeaux
You must be having a great time on your vacation.
I think I can say, that we miss you.
Have fun! Much Love & Light! Margeaux
I't's 5:36 a.m., haven't had my strong cup of Java, so sorry about my errors, and no signature. Gee, I wish I could grind my coffee, but afraid I'd wake the husband up!
HAAH! Margeaux
I know my mother is definitely going down hill. Actually, what you wrote I could almost copy and paste, and send it to all my siblings. I already had quite a heavy stay over visit just last Thurs., but I went back on Mon. This isn't going to get in my way, but yes....I'm very irritated by this behavior, and I still show up over there.
But it's going to be more like drop in visits. I can't tolerate this b.s.
Boundaries!
Thank you for your suggestions,
Much Love & Light
That my sister is a complete piece of work is an understatement!
She's been like this all her life. I have always tried to ignore ti, or naively thought back in the old days because shame on me I was a people pleaser. But now that I've set at least some kind of boundaries in place, but also trying to find the balance of sidestepping all this and helping with mother right now is really difficult for me.
My sister doesn't how to respect other people's feelings about things. But yet,
she's the typical obsessed complainer and always manages to find the negative in everything! I'm all for giving mother the joy of having people over if that's what makes her happy. But this situation is beyond ridiculous. If people can'tS see that, well I'd say they enjoy chaos and are on board w/this kind of dysfunction.
She loves to put herself out like a martyr.
I'm sure she was also bugged, the fact that I elected not to go on Sun., when she had everybody there. I hadn't even mentioned that, there were so many other things going on here. Well, this weekend is her daughter's baby's Baptismal, and she's the after reception is none other than at mother's house. It's going to be close to 30 people. There's lots of entitlement.
I'm not looking forward to this either, given the recent developments, but I am gong to be there, oh well.....h**l's bells! HAAH, got to keep my sense of humor in tact!
Thanks so much,
Much Love & Light! Margeaux
Sometimes I wonder if there will EVER be a day where there isn't some level of b.s. I have to deal with because of her bad decisions in life.
We got a letter from our insurance company saying that because of a change in our credit rating, our rates are going up. Neither husband or I knew what on earth could have changed our credit score, so we looked into it. It's my mom's crappy credit that's doing this to us, since we were both put on her account in late 2013. *Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!* So now I'm trying to clean up this mess so my credit isn't a pile of manure. Thanks mom.
I don't know if your mom is like mine. At family gatherings, lthough my mom no longer understood what we were saying, when we all started laughing together, my mom was a few seconds late, but she also laughed. Although we knew she didn't understand, it was wonderful to see her smiling face as she looked at us. Mom was mimicking us. Eventually, she stopped doing that, too. She would just sit and stare off into space. It's the children's screaming, yelling, running - that really irritated/upset her.
Sharyn - It would be best if SIL did not do those tests. It will be very very difficult for her if she finds out that she carries the genes. Worse if it comes out negative, and she might try to get your brother to do the tests. But I can see why she needs to know.