My mom is at a point where she must have my undivided attn every minute that I am home. I work 10 hours a day, have a handicapped husband at home as well, and don't have a minute for myself. I hired my daughter to come 3 days a week to "work for' mom. Mom says she can't afford it (she hoards her money and I've tried to reason with her saying she has enough but she can't understand at this point) If she has to pay for something in the house, I will hear about it for a week or more until she forgets.
As if the money part isn't bad enough, when I get home at 6:00pm she has decided that the next 2 hours are hers from the moment I walk in the door. (I go to bed at 8 to get away). I then take care of my husband who sadly, I've been neglecting since mom came to live here. I have a wonderful marriage that I have not been a part of in over a year basically.
I also suffer from severe depression and anxiety. Listening to my mom complain all the time doesn't help this and for some reason she's picked my daughter to be a bad guy most times so I have to hear that as well. She can never do anything right for mom it seems. I have an older brother that hasn't called since July 2011 and doesn't answer his phone or email but mom is determined that she MUST send Christmas presents to his family while complaining about the cost for mine. (we have many birthdays in Dec).So sue me, I had the kids at an expensive time of year! Grandkids are Dec babies also.
I hate to say that I am hoping she gets a little sick in order to go into the hospital. From there I might be able to see about a nursing home but until then, I feel farrrrrrrr too guilty to do that.
I'm starting to see a phsycologist in 2 weeks as I don't think I can handle all of this anymore. I sincerely am at the end of my rope and would love to just crawl up in a cave (okay a warm one), and stay there until this all ends.
When I called her she sounded strange so I made a point to let her know I would call later that afternoon. When doing so, she sounded great, said she was going to watch the Super Bowl. Made me feel better knowing she was alright! The next morning i called her as scheduled at 5:00 AM to awaken her. NO answer. I called repeatedly using the land line and her cell. NO ANSWER! I raced down there in 2 feet of snow praying nothing was wrong. After getting stuck in the driveway with half of my car in the road, I made my way to the house. Keep in mind my parents had at least 6 doors to get into their house and each one had a different key. Getting to the final door, it's locked with a hook lock! There's a glass window so the only thing I could do is break the glass with my hand to get in. I raced upstairs only to find her lying on the floor completely out of it. To make a long story short, after a week's stay in the hospital and i month at rehab, she moved in with us. I really thought I was made to be a caretaker. Boy was I wrong!! It started out wonderful, sure, there wasn't any privacy, but we dealt with that. After some time she became argumentative and sullen. Not wanting to do things or go anywhere with ALL of us, only me. She was critical of my grandchildren, my daughter, my husband. It took such a toll on us all. Our nerves were stressed beyond repair. I lost 45 pounds in one year with her her. We couldn't leave her alone which she perceived as we were afraid she was going to snoop! Who cares if she snooped! All during this time, 14 months, my brother NEVER called or came to see her. He is only 3 miles away! We finally said that we needed to at least get away and she would go into care for the time we were gone. We made the arraignments and she visited the Independent Living where she would temporarily stay. SHE LIKE IT!!!! Well, it wasn't scheduled to happen for 6 months yet. In the mean time she continued to progress in her sullenness and picked fights. We were going crazy. The directors from Independent Living said it was time she came there permanently. I was devastated. I could I be so cruel and uncaring. I beat myself up until I was crazy. It happened so quickly, in fact the day they told me she needed to come in, she went. For the next 6 months I cried and cried because I thought I did wrong. Now I know I didn't. What I did was save my marriage, my health and my husband's health. Mom was very unhappy for months. Now, I think she likes it even if she won't admit it! I still am running 4-5 times a week for appointments and my brother is still on the other side of the same town. He never acknowledges birthdays, Mother's Day or Christmas for her. But I know I did the right thing for us all. I was told last month after a geriatric evaluation that she may only have months to live. I know they don't know everything. To look at her, she looks 65 instead of her 81 years. She is just as beautiful as ever. I know in my heart I have done all that I can to make her comfortable and happy and I have absolutely NOTHING to feel guilty about. I love my Mom and for whatever time she may have left, I will continue to make her feel wonderful and safe. It's a struggle financially to keep her in a private Assisted Living, but, since she is in Memory Care, I want the best for her.
If either parent was in the service, the VA will assist with up words of $1156 per month retroactive to filing date. I filed for her last June 2010 and am still waiting for her review. I know that this was very long but thanks for listening.
When all looks dark and lost, remember, you are not alone. Reach out to whomever you need to. And talk about it. I thank God everyday for my husband and my circle of friends because without them, I couldn't go on. Bless you all.
With that said....
I had horrible thoughts about NH's.My Mom is now in a NH 2yrs with no other illness besides Cognative Impairment Dementia. The last thing I wanted to do was have her reside in a NH. Without going into all the details, fate took her there and it's the best thing for her health, happiness and safety as well as mine and all involved.
This is not how I would have wanted things to turn out but under the circumstances it is the best case scenerio , and it is all good!!!
will also be taken. if she lives with you I stress this " she lives by your rules ".
Self preservation and self care is an important and awesome thing, it allows us to care for others without losing our minds.
I had to place my mother (with dementia) in a nursing home after it almost destroyed my emotional/mental state and my marriage. Realize your priorities and take the leap! It's not easy but once you know that your mother is well cared for you can actually enjoy the time with her and feel sane again. Don't let the guilt ruin your life. It's only purpose as an emotion is to make a change.
I went through the plethora of emotions also, including guilt and shame. For me, those were residual emotions from the way I was raised as a child.
I still have my father living in an addition to our house. He's 96, moody, angry and demanding. Unfortunately he's of "sound mind". He can not afford assisted living near my mom so he will be here until something unfortunate happens. I'm familiar with that "wish".
He has been in the hospital many times but he always comes home with nursing and guess who needs to keep an eye on him. The last time the visiting nurses came I told them that if he needed a wheelchair or to be toileted that we'd make other living arrangements for him. I've been caring for my parents for 10 years and I need my life back.
I didn't intend to go on about my stuff. I guess I also need to take Carols advice, and my own.
She doesn't need to go to a hospital to get into a nursing home. Sometimes people think that you can only go from a hospital. Medicare pays for some days in the nursing home if a person goes from the hospital, but not a lot.
It's time that you start looking into a change. Your daughter doesn't need this, your family will suffer and your health is taking a beating. Please drop the unearned guilt, continue to seek professional help, and find a facility that can take your mom. Then, you can visit with pleasure and be good company. You can also have a life with your family.
Take care of yourself, please,
Carol