Update on mom in assisted living. I had a hard time convincing my mom to go to assisted living. She was diagnosed with dementia 2 years ago and she couldn't stay alone anymore. I work, have a family she kept wanting them to leave. In March, she went to assisted living. I go twice a week and at first called her every night. I now only call three times a week because she is so negative I cannot take it anymore. When I go to do her hair, she constantly complains. She complains how I do her hair, about the place, about the people, about everything. She keeps asking me "could you live here?" Actually yes. It is brand new, wonderful people and great food. I worn out with the negativity. I have explained to her about her complaints, but she says I am "fussing" at her. Not true, just need some peace. Is it normal for a dementia patient be so negative? I do not want to go visit or call her. It would be so easy to just stop. I am an only child and feel obligated to help her. I feel so much better knowing she is safe and well cared for. She will not bathe or change her pajamas. She doesn't want to get her clothes on. She just wants to complain. She tells me she doesn't eat there, but they tell me different. Her memory isn;t so much the issue, it is her personality change, her inability to care for herself, and her reasoning skills are gone. Oh my, you cannot reason with her at all. When she truly believes something..well, she will say.."well, you are always right and want to argue with me." I want to walk away and enjoy my life without her in it, but I feel guilty for even thinking such a thing. Is all this normal?
but hey ho I knew I was never important or considered within the care package.
As long as someone is pitying her and crying for her, she is fine. She told my aunt not long ago that I don't even cry anymore. She wants me to cry for her. One of the girls that work at the AL plays on the pity for my mom--to help with the relationship between them. My mom will always say, I wish everyone was like "sue".... You can only feel sorry for someone to a certain point. Also, I had been over everything with my mom too, how much she got out of her 3rd house in one year, how much was in her checking, her savings. She says I didn't tell her then called the bank. Some things she cannot remember, but the things I wish she didn't remember, she does.--which becomes such a bigger strain on our relationship. I have always strived to be the perfect person she wanted and it has broken me. It was never good enough and now it is even worse. I am getting some things done at home that I have needed to attend. Slowly, I hope to get my house back in some order since 4 years has taken a toll, not only on me, but my house and my family.
My next dilemma will be Mother's Day. I would like to say that I will not and do not want to send her anything. I would once again feel guilty if I didn't. I do not want her to call me with a thank you--which she will be compelled to do since she always had perfect etiquette. Hearing from her will be the last thing I want. Her voice makes me anxious. Thinking what is behind it all.
Cher, I will be 78 when my mom is 100. I am 2 years shy of 50 now and I cannot imagine almost 30 years left of this. If I can stay away like I hope to, then I can make it through. I have also read that depressed people have a much shorter lifespan. I just think my mom is always the exception to any rule. Maybe because that's how she sees herself.--LIGHT BULB!! Wow, I just had an epiphany. LOL I have read studies that suggest a person that is severely depressed lives on an average of 71 years. My grandfather, her dad, was a very depressed man--but you would have not known it because he kept going regardless. He became ill with lung cancer and died at 67. My grandmother, her mother, was not a depressed lady and died at 90. I have a friend that her dad was very depressed and lay in the bed like my mom with little to no socialization and he died at 72. My mom on the other hand is very depressed and a lonely person, but yet this spiteful, revengeful person finds a way to keep pushing forward. She literally lives to find failure in everyone, including me. Most of us humans are goal driven, her goal keeps her up and moving. Until she moved in AL, though, she literally only had me and a couple of caregivers that she saw on a regular basis. She now is more social--not by her choice though. It is proven that social interactions of any kind can prolong your life. She doesn't live a good quality of life, but thinking about it, I don't either at this point of my life. Even though I am not miserable as she is, I am miserable in a different way now. I have always been a relatively happy, positive person. She has made me very unhappy and somewhat pessimistic (and I do not like it).
As each week moves on, I realize how much more mad she will become at me. It is kind of scary to think what she could do. She is always looking for a way to get revenge in some way. Thinking about her thinking I have cheated her, I often get worried that she will dig deeper. If she does, then she will only find out that I used the money for caregiving, hospital visits, doctor visits, groceries, and some "gifts" to myself that she encouraged--she will deny that fact to the bitter end. I am not worried about finding where the money went, because I know. It is her believing that I stole it. Oh and by the way, she cannot drive anymore so she told me to take her care and sell it and put it toward something for myself. I had a vehicle and didn't need another one. So what I did, I sold my vehicle to put toward my son's car (he is 16). I kept her car and I am driving it. Now, though she is saying how I am taking everything from her. Her furniture is in storage and she says I took that, a table that she wanted from my grandmother's estate is still at my grandmother's and she wouldn't let me take it to her apartment. She told someone that I took the table. This person took her to my grandmother's home and showed her the table was still there.--do you know that she said, "well, she brought it back so I wouldn't know"...uugh. Let me tell you, if I took $30,000, I wouldn't be needing new windows for my house, my back door wouldn't be rotting away, my landscaping would be finished, my driveway would be fixed and I wouldn't owe any medical bills myself.--the list could go on. She always has an answer for an explanation you could give her. She is one of those people than always has the last word--for real! HA!
If she could only take responsibility for her actions and her words and mean it. I can also see her devious self calling me and trying to be really nice then pouncing on me over the money. If she calls, my answering machine will be the one to get it.
Have a great weekend, peeps!
Mom used to re-gift stuff to us too. She would want something and then when we gave it to her, she'd try to give it back a few months later. That has stopped now as her only interest and obsession is that her furniture is all gone and no one gave her money for it, an obsession she writes 25 little notes a day about. All the furniture went to Salvation Army, it was all horrible, she says it was brand new. We have given her so many little gifts the past 5 years, all of which end up in a drawer or the floor of the closet. I hear you Heidi, I have better conversations with my poodles than I do with my mother. I can't remember having a conversation in the past year when I didn't do all the talking and at the end, she hadn't a clue what I said. Its weird, the silence is awful if you don't try to fill it with chatter - anything because its so awkward if you don't or if the only things they talk about are complaints!
My mom tries to give me stuff, too. Usually it's stuff she doesn't want anymore and she thinks she's doing everyone a favor. She even regifted me a juicer that I'd given her one year after she'd talked about how badly she wanted one for many months! Then she was offended I didn't want it, when I reminded her I gave it to her!
I used to take it and then when she gave me some pewter spoons which I didn't want, but I finally took after she'd offered them 10 times, I got accused of stealing them, so I stopped that entirely.
My mom basically throws stuff in people's hands -- she gives dirty smoky stuff to my inlaws, too, and expects them to go crazy with gratitude. It's weird things that mean nothing to the person getting the gift. It's like giving a fur hat to a vegan and then wondering what their problem is for not going nuts with gratitude!
She hardly ever writes or sends things now, but I do still get rattled every time. I know it's a "hoover" attempt. That's a term for when Narcs try to suck you in, like a vacuum. Now that she's so terribly confused and forgetful--and yet, still attempting to guilt and manipulate--the letters have an extra dimension that's upsetting to deal with. I try to take a deep breath before reading them, deciding that I won't respond (she won't remember anyway), and then I deliberately tear up the letter.
Give yourself some space. If calling it no contact upsets you, call it taking a break. I sometimes want to say "never" with my mom, but it helps just saying, "I can't do this right now." Sometimes "right now" is today; sometimes "right now" is this month.
One thing that helped me a lot was the therapy I used to go to (and may try again once my new insurance kicks in with my new job). All the AgingCare.com talk helps a lot, too. Also find some books and read case histories. Reading "Will I Ever Be Good Enough" by Karyl McBride, about narcissistic mothers and their daughters helped a lot because for me a lot of the stories were similar to what I experienced. Anything that helps you realize you're not alone helps. I'd say load up on that and get your fill -- stuff yourself with information -- and then start to let it go. You may never entirely do so -- I know I haven't -- but you'll feel better knowing it's not just you and that you have tried.
Also, you wrote, "my mom is now calling the bank after all these years and wanting information. Will she remember giving me permission to write myself a check?" I've gone through that, too. Money and whatever a person's personal triggers and issues are always a source of problems. My mom is fussy about money and about family. Because she's narcissistic and probably has other diagnosed issues, she has real problems with me because I'm family so I'm naturally, in her mind, meant to deceive her and it's worse because in her mind her whole family is nasty and hates her.
But she's given me checks or cash before and told me to spend it on car insurance or write checks for her prescriptions or even told me to buy groceries for myself with her money. Never felt comfortable with that. I turned a deaf ear to insurance and grocery shopping and I always gave her receipts for anything and it still didn't work. She wasn't there so when she was in a bad phase it became fraudulent and deceptive in her mind. It's a long story, but no matter what you do, realize you're not dealing with a clear mind and it could backfire easily and often.
I barely want contact with my mom -- well, at this point I really don't.
It's been years of drama, of her making up lies about my life (creating an imaginary husband because I wasn't married by the age of 29, etc) and then expecting me to act as personal shopper, secretary, therapist (mainly someone to talk to, but not with), etc. I'm just tired of it.
She just sent me a letter and it wasn't as hateful as past ones have been -- but when I saw the envelope, I felt white-hot panic. But it was a more neutral note with some of the same digs.
It's sad, because she really could use help but I can't do it in part because she doesn't want help -- she wants it her way. I used to be able to shop for her and write checks for her and she changed it all, taking me off the account.
Before she started her accusations I know I was a big help to her, by driving her around and shopping for her but it always ended up with me being labeled the bad guy so I want no more.
That's my rant for the day. The letter didn't set me off sobbing but it did rattle me!
She's going to grind you into the ground otherwise.
I just came from the funeral home from one of my friends I mentioned earlier. He lost his mom and is devastated. She found out 4 weeks ago her breast cancer had returned and now she is gone., while my mom sits in her own misery.--mad at the world and mostly at me.
No contact sucks... she is definitely moving on, why can't I. She is contemplating revoking her POA still and moving her money to a different bank. She moves quick.. HA!! She is so paranoid that I am going to take it. I believe I could have already done that 4 years ago. She just don't get it.
Thanks again for listening to my whiny tail... :-)