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This is such a b)@(#)) long journey with no quick end in sight.....hugs to all of us...
Mother (in call to me) I don't know where you are. You seem to be too busy to call. Please call back. This is your mother.
Mother (in call to my husband) I think your phones are broken. I can't reach either of you.
Husband (call on phone my mother is using that belonged to an aide) No Mil if our phones were broken we could not be speaking to you.
Then we go to facility,find my mother and tell her we are not avoiding her (a claim she was making) but many of the phones were down.
Mother replies
yes I know to which I ask how long has she known to which she replied several days. I then say I cannot be avoiding talking to her if her phones are down. Now she says she knows that.
It was a version of "Who's on first"
Couldn't help myself but told her if I didn't call her back either her phone was broken or I was dead.
I either:
-ignore, pretend I didn't hear her
-shrug, say I don't know
-say 'uh huh', 'yes' or 'ok'
-nod in agreement whether she's right or not
When I drive her around, I turn on the music or an audio book so that she has something to listen to and focus on beside her repetitive questions.
In your mom's case, besides dementia, do you think she has trouble hearing? Maybe if you speak slowly and clearly, do you think that would help?
My mom: Where's my granddaughter?
Me: She's at her friend's birthday party.
My mom: You're going to a birthday party?
Me: No. You asked where your granddaughter is. I'm telling you...she's at a birthday party.
My mom: Oh. What time are you going to the party?
Me: I'm not going to a party. Your granddaughter is at a party.
My mom: She's at a party now?
Me: Yes. Right now. She's at a party.
My mom: Who's at a party?
This is about the point where I start to visualize banging my head against the wall until I pass out. *sigh*
Every single conversation is absolutely impossible and I find myself wishing A LOT that she'd stop asking me questions entirely.
You so perfectly encapsulated my feelings when I'm with Mom. (She has mid-stage dementia with narcissism). There are no good topics. None. She's a talker, for sure. You can give her the stage, but it's all negative. So my efforts to redirect usually backfire because the topic I choose is so loaded with hidden landmines.
She seizes on the negative aspect of everything. Never remembers anything positive, good or pleasant. Misunderstands everything. This isn't just dementia. It's a personality disorder for as long as I can remember.
Despite 2+ years of learning how to cope and protective measures I've taken (low contact, gray rock attitude as needed), I still get anxious prior to visits because they're such an ordeal. This is why my visits to her are infrequent and short.
Mother is a pretty good listener, but talks only about the twin great grandkids (she has 40+ gg kids, only really 'enjoys' these 2) and her friend Wanda, whose health is so bad I don't know how she stays alive.
So I try to direct the conversations to the WHOLE family, since she never hears from anyone but me and the brother with whom she lives and she said she goes days and days and doesn't see anyone in their family. The other 3 sibs, they are MIA. Maybe a call every few months, but that's it.
She's lonely, she's bored, but she has hoarded her place to the point there is nowhere to sit and visit, so you just don't. I can't stand for hours on end, so I only stay a half hour. I've tried to get her to clean out some things so her couch is accessible, but she won't let me..then she complains she never has visitors.
A part of that is the smell. Her carpet has been peed on so many times. Her cath bag is not cleaned properly and her wet depends are left in an open garbage can. That, plus the filthiest birdcage you ever saw---I am sick to my stomach. She cannot smell it, but it's truly gag worthy. I am not allowed to clean, b/c I do throw away garbage and she wants ALL her things.
So her world in minute and getting smaller by the week. She has nothing to say, and so visits are short and unproductive. I don't know how people LIVE with this.
I fear the day when Wanda dies. She is mother's last friend, Literally. I guess that's the sad part of living to be old (89) and being kind of a pill. Nobody wants to hang out with you.
I totally agree with you, Living with my Alz. mother was like living in a psy ward. On top of that, my mother has now turned into a bonafide kleptomaniac and a hoarder. She can't stop herself from shoplifting in any store we go to, and she likes to take things (a lot of times just trash and junk) and keeps them in her room.
I understand the guilt you feel when your mother gets upset. But she probably will forget the whole incident soon enough. So, at least take comfort in that.
She would get incredibly nervous and scared when she would be taken to the ER or doctor's office for various things from the MC facility. She and I would hang out in those little cubicles for hours...literally. Her way of dealing was to tell me that she loved me. (She is my cousin and almost old enough to be my mother.) She would say, "I love you" over and over every 30 seconds. I'm not kidding! Of course, I would respond with, "I love you, too." So, these comments went on for hours. lol Redirecting didn't usually help. Plus, you get exhausted! I would often wonder what people who overheard this dialogue must think! I guess they figured it out.
And, it's true about how the talking gradually stops. She progressed and now doesn't really talk at all. She said two words this month and we all were in total shock! Man, this disease is horrific and cruel.