I'm mad at myself once again today, after an afternoon of shopping with my 80-year-old Mom (recently diagnosed and being treated for mild dementia). She was having a bad day herself, because she also suffers from aphasia (the inability to find the words you need to communicate) and was having a horrible time trying to explain to the saleslady what she was looking for. I usually take a step back, because I've been told that being supportive is better than taking over, which is my nature. I should probably also mention that I am not a shopper myself, I've never understood the need to try oodles of things on and compare every last detail of a garment before deciding on something. But my Mom has always loved shopping, so it's something we do often now at her request. After three hours of trying on dozens of items in several stores, I noticed that my Mom was simply unable to make a decision. This might be a new symptom of her dementia, or it might just be her nature - since I became her full-time caregiver, I have to keep reminding myself that I am dealing both with a person who is changing, and with a parent that I am getting to know all over again. Mom and I never shopped together before this! In any case, my impatience spilled over a few times, with my voice getting edgy (if it's not comfortable, Mom, just put it aside and try the next one!), which ended in her feeling rushed, which was not at all what I intended. I apologized immediately and said - Let's take all the time you need! But the damage was done and she insisted on going home at that point. I feel like a horrible person. And I know that these moments come and go, and that our love is unconditional, and that I can't be too hard on myself. I know all these things! I just wish that I could learn a way to be more compassionate and more patient.... any tips from other Type A caregivers??
Hugs!
Well, my brother took her out "shopping" and lo and behold all the little rugs (tripping hazards) are back in her house. What???!!! I complained bitterly to my brother to no avail. He just lets her buy what she wants because it's easier for him not to confront/deal with her. It's beyond frustrating! She cries and whines if I even attempt to remove the offending rugs and if I do, they'll just reappear again. I can't win and am just waiting "for the call" that she's fallen again. Again, there's no "reasoning" with her.
Now with Christmas coming, she's going to insist on buying more "stuff" for her grandchildren (my kids who are now ADULTS). She still considers them 10 year old children and buys them all sorts of junk from the dollar store. I can't convince her to stop this practice. So, I try to appease her buy telling her I'll buy some stuff for the "kids" and she can shop from me. Gift cards or cash in a card (which I know they would appreciate) is not on her radar. She hates doing this and "insists" that she wants them to "open" something. Sigh.....
I too hate shopping (well, you didn't say that, but it's implied) I shop online almost exclusively, so malls and stores--oh gosh, kill me now!
I take Mother to the grocery store and it takes minimum, 2hrs. She has to hug everyone in the store. The deli clerk, the pharmacist, the bakery person--it's enough to make a saint swear, And she ends up buying maybe $50 worth of groceries. We move at a snail's pace. She LOVES the attention, from me and (more importantly) from the store staff. They see her once a week and I have to say, they are very sweet to her. (I don't think I have ever hugged the butcher at my store). Mother never senses my impatience, and since I have to stay right with her, I can't go take a break. I also want to get it, get the stuff, get out--and I'm NOT a type A. But now I have learned to just go with the flow and lose my train of thought while with Mother. You are amazingly patient! Don't be so hard on yourself. I doubt your mom even picked up on your frustration--so let it go!
A generation or two ago, before physicians had scans, tests and a myriad of diagnostic tools for EVERYTHING, it was just the progression of "aging" that Mom (or Grandma, Grandpa or Great Aunt Susie) began to exhibit signs of "losing their faculties". Now, families want answers to "why" Mom (or Grandma, etc.) is just not acting right. They insist on doctors performing unbelievable expensive scans, MRIs, to diagnose what was simply aging related dementia and cognitive impairment.
Alzheimer's Disease and other dementia seems to be the most rapid cause of age-related decline and, unfortunately, there is NOTHING that can be done to reverse these affects. I've resigned myself to that fact. I'm just NOT going to put my Mom (and myself) through batteries of tests, making endless doctors appointments, trying this drug and that. She's 86 years old, for God's sake. I'm committed to making her last days as happy as possible (even if it kills me - LOL).
The stress of dealing with her up and down days is endless. I'M on Atavan just to deal with being a caregiver. The thought of taking her "shopping" puts me over the edge. I am trying and trying to being more patient with her but it's like dealing with a 5 year old -- because it is. She doesn't reason anymore and there's no amount of explaining to her why she "should" be doing something for her own good. Even though I do the majority of the "heathcare" caregiving, my brother LIVES with her and I do have to give him a lot of credit for that. He, unfortunately, does not have the compassion (and a short mean temper sometimes) to deal with his elderly mother's decline. It's so sad. So I try to go over there every few days to give her a change of scenery, if just to converse with her in a gentle happy manner.
When I do take her to her doctors' appointments, it's an ALL DAY affair because I am patient with her and do not "scold" her like my brother. She wants to go here (Walgreens), go there (just to pick up a few things), go to lunch, etc. It's something I can't deny her because I love her. But I feel SO GUILTY when I get a little short with her for not moving along. She walks at the pace of a snail. I am mentally and physically exhausted after these forays out into the world with her. But I try to remember she's 86 years old and I won't have her for much longer. I need the patience of Job! (smile).
So, LorrieB, hang in there. My advice would be to stop taking her shopping for clothes. My Mom (God love her) has been shopping from catalogs (Haband, the Paragon, etc.) for years and when she buys her "outfits" she has to have one in every color they make. Of course, everything needs to be shortened because she's not even 5 feet tall. So guess who has to do that sewing? (smile) Patience, patience, I tell myself.
I am a total Type A caregiver and I hear you. I just want to take over and "get it done" but again, I've got to remember that I'm not dealing with my Mom of old. It's a sad and heartbreaking reality to deal with an aging parent's decline but, in my own situation, I do this out of love for her. I know I need to put my own frustration aside and be there for her. It's the right thing to do.
As MarkJohn stated, you're doing great!
My husband loved going to hardware stores. As he entered the aisle with the small tools he said "Jewelry." When I asked, he said it was like a woman going into a jewelry store, he was so happy to touch the tools. A year later when we went, he said "Let's get out of here." He had forgotten the function and the names of the tools he loved and could not stand to see them anymore.
Oh yes, routine and novelty - get that balance right and it gets MUCH easier. Play and connection are the basic needs - get there and you're almost home.
And make sure you get your needs met - stand up for them with those around you, especially energetically - as your Mother needs to not feel like a burden.
You're doing great!
My mom passed away in May of this year, after 8 years of Alz. and I miss her every day! And... I lost my patience with her on more than one occasion, but now that she's gone I only wish I had another day with her. Think of your mom as if it's her last day and how you would treat her. When they are gone, they're gone. My prayers go out to you, it's the hardest thing you will ever do in life, but rewarding in so many ways.
I agree that she may be just out having fun and she doesn't really need to make a decision and/or it's part of the disease. Likely it's a combination of both.
I think you are being incredibly patient. Give yourself credit where credit is due. Caregivers are so good at guilting themselves. We are not all perfect, are not always patient.
Please keep updating us. Maybe just being with us you'll feel better.
Carol
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