Hi AC Forum,
I feel like I run the gamut of emotions on a weekly basis. I think that is a difficult side of this caregiving. Not being able to fully satisfy - or not being able to satisfy for what should be a normnal period of time. And on the same token know that each day you go down this path you just running to the finish line.
It's the craziest and horrible life as I am not able to live my life, yet I have a hard time thinking of my mom living with less. Also not being the face of which she says to at first seeing her and asking her how she is, "Better now that I see you!" Knowing that you are the comfort in their sight. Yet what it takes from one feels enormous - emotionally, monetarily, physically.
How are you doing?
LastOne
I think that at this point the only thing we can all do is make sure they are 'safe' (where they don't hurt themselves) or, are in any pain... She may need to spend down her money to go on medicaid at some point... Hasn't anyone suggested anything for you?... Perhaps calling an eldercare advocate... Look up any kind of eldercare or senior services with your town or city... keep calling, because you can't afford to get sick... Yes... praying for you and your mom!
To keep a long story short (I hope!), After being here seven years, my husband was accused of a crime he did not commit and has been in prison for the past 34 years. Because we had already been married for fourteen years and I knew he was innocent, I stood by him. Needless to say, the lives of my son and I were totally disrupted and I worked just to survive, and stay here with my husband. I have had several wonderful jobs which helped me to increase in levels that increased my earnings but it was never enough to help us get ahead or for me to afford an attorney.
Every year, however, I managed to save enough money for a flight back to Ohio to visit both of our families. My mom and his mom were both in great health, other than my mom having really bad arthritis.
But, last April (2016) my mom was either dizzy or fainted on the way into her bedroom, bashed her forehead and fractured her neck. She was living with my brothers son and grandson (my nephew 36 and great nephew 15) who were both in their rooms and did not see exactly what happened. Called 911 and called me and I got the next flight - ICU and surgery - 3 weeks; acute rehab 4 weeks; standard rehab 4 weeks; home health rehab 4 weeks. I was there from April to December staying with her in the ICU, in both rehabs and at home. Sleeping in chairs and fold out beds.
Had to quit my job and bring her back to California with me. I was one year shy of retirement, so not a big deal, as the difference in SS payments of $100. Although, would have preferred to have waited as I could use any extra money!!
All this leads to me saying that I am NEVER sad, upset, mad, frustrated - or anything else you can think of, as my mom is is my mom - luckily she is not a pain in the neck and is constantly telling me how much she appreciates me. She has some memory loss due to smacking her head so hard (concussion), and has her moments of being stubborn about some things, but they are so few and far between.
I already had an "exhaustion" problem that no doctor has been able to diagnose, and now am even more so! The house is a mess ( I live in a single apartment, as it is very expensive living in California!), the dishes aren't always done, things are dusty, but I have the pleasure of my 87 year old mother's company for a few more years. She has severe Arthritis in her knees and elbows, can use a walker minimally in the small space we have. I have to help her get on the toilet, help her bathe and dress, fix her meals and take her to doctor's appointments. I do them all joyfully. She took care of me and I will take care of her for as long as I am still blessed with her in my life! Yes, I am tired and don't get all the things done I need to and I don't have any family here to give me respite, and I don't have the funds to hire help. But I am happy and she and I have a good time and laugh with each other every day! I wish you all love, peace and happiness.
I know this is not very helpful to those who are suffering with difficult and ungrateful parents. I send you prayers for love, peace and happiness!
These days my brother prefers his couch for everything it seems. I notice he is slouching a lot more these days, even in the car. I have to prop him up to sit straight to eat, he will not do the table & chair thing at home. I have to encourage him to sit at the table, turning off the tv, hoping he will focus more on eating. It doesn't always work, he may stand to eat, but I'll take that in lieu of sitting/slouching all day. At his day program he sits round robin, go figure???
We've had no falls, Thank God. If we did, I would have to call 911, I could not pick him up, he doesn't get the "let me help" thing, I'd go down. If he slouches to the floor, the couch is low, he can get up, but it's when he wants to. If 911 ever has to be called, I know that means hospital, everything is starting to be an "ouch" moment, right up with his favorite, "no." Yet he can move fast!
I know a "when" time is coming & I am dreading it for him. I am envisioning an increase or new meds, being in a wheelchair rather than ambulatory, concerned about the experience & knowledge, as well as compassionate staffing. Do we just let these concerns go? How?
The dilemmas of caregivers has no end!
Blessings 🌸
I just get nervous about Mom's catheter and switching the large Foley bag to the leg bag. Sure enough when we returned home I went to empty the leg bag and parts of it came off! I don't know if my Mom's pants rubbed against it too much or what happened?? It was attached with 2 good Velcro straps. So I just switched it to the large bag.
Today was not a good day. Mom pulled the catheter out and I called the nurse (we have a nurse that comes twice a week). Nurse put in a new catheter and checked out Mom. I am simply not comfortable with her wearing a catheter. I would rather change her "pull-ups" and clean her.
Tomorrow is another doctor app't with a urologist so I am hoping he will say she doesn't need it anymore.
My mother has been getting weaker, so I'm reluctant to leave more than a few minutes at a time. It is making me a nervous wreck. I try to just put it in God's hands, but that is hard to do with my mother, since her needs come often. I am finding myself hoping she passes quietly in her sleep while I still have a thread of sanity.
We have to ask ourselves if a respite, or, any outside care is a respite for us? I know I always am concerned, whether it's a facility, day program or even an aide. The combination of this d*** ALZ, my brother's old dominant personality & inexperienced personnel (who always claim otherwise) is not going to make a stress free "Zen" experience for me.
So what is our recourse? If there's not a loving & willing family to share caregiving we have to trust others, yet with caution it seems.
The trials & tribulations & no book or seminar "Tells the Truth & the Whole Truth." We just do the best we can. Blessings 🌸