Always is when I go away for the weekend with my family...
You can guarantee when I come back he's "been ill". EVERY TIME. So I phoned him - first sentence "I've been ill". Like its my fault because I went away!
STILL not taking all his medication that the GP gave him so I offer ZERO sympathy. Basically, wants me to tell him how he can feel better - "Take the meds the GP has given you Dad, if that fails then go an see you're GP but I'm not a doctor."
His words - "I desperately need you to visit the weekend." "I've got no food in the house" (Brother lives literally 5 mins drive from him - I live 35-40 mins. Brother is probably laying low). Anyway, he knows my car is in the garage so I'm struggling for transport and he knows my wife works weekends so may need our other car. So I tell him I can't promise. Anyone would have thought I'd told him I'd murdered the family next door.
Apparently, I'm "letting him down" and "need to arrange something", and "wife needs to understand". Of course the standby offer of home delivery groceries is not good enough - he doesn't want to spend the £30 minimum - they have to be hand delivered by me!
I've tried setting boundaries, I've said no can do, I've tried ignoring, I've tried just not doing. Give him his due he's relentless in his quest to get me to do what he wants!
People with this condition may be socially awkward and have an all-absorbing interest in specific topics.
He's not a model train guy or a bird watcher is he?
My mom was in the hospital. I was taking care of her dog. My mom wanted to start a fight with me about getting more dog food. I had enough for sev days. I had things to do, and said I'll get it before it runs out. Half a big bag left. The narc she was kept insisting I get it right after I leave. She was so loud the woman in the next bed was shocked and staring. The nurse walks in and wants to know what the commotion is about. My mom proceeds to tell her she has to leave immediately bc I wasnt feeding or watering her dog. She has to go home. The nurse who didnt hear the conversation at all, proceeds to tell me how to feed and water a dog daily. And was really concerned the dog was about to die from lack of water & food.
Narcs love to control and humiliating you is a perk of having a child. It's a fun past time. Even if they are grown. I should have got up and walked out of the room and not discussed it with her. But there I was, explaining to a complete stranger I know dogs require access to fresh water and food daily, and the dog was of a normal weight and wasnt starving or dying. All the while the nurse looking at me like she wasnt sure she believed me. All because I wouldnt drop everything and get more food. The dog had at least 3 days of food left. 2 meals a day.
So I feel your pain. I know it well.
We were sat there. Not a huge crowd maybe 30 people in this section but packed on benches....
Whenever I'm out with Dad he does not miss a thing. (pity he doesn't pay attention more to what hes doing!). If you go to buy something he will notice. If you go to the bathroom he will keep count - honestly. Having a stomach upset with Dad around is no fun at all.
Anyway, so I went to the bathroom. An hour later I went again - not that bad. So Dad pipes up (in his usual double volume voice) "are you ok?". (Remember theres 30 people within 10 yards here). I whisper "yes no problem" but he won't let it go. "Are you sure?" I shush him but hes off now. At the top of his voice "BUT YOU'VE BEEN TO THE BATHROOM TWICE NOW IN THE LAST HOUR - ARE YOU OK?".
Honestly, 20 people turned around to look at me......
I remember having a huge argument with him after we left saying he can ask once, but if I say I'm ok, there is no need to badger me and ask again. And I certainly do not want a loud conversation about it. He didnt think (and to this day still does not) he'd done anything wrong "I was concerned about you".
His idea that the service was too slow is nuts. It was like 1pm - he was going nowhere later, why on earth did he feel the need to be rude to the waiter because he thought it was slow? I just do not get it.
Thing is it wasn't slow - it was normal. And the salad thing - Jeez I've been to this restaurant chain many times, if you don't know how it works then listen to me. Why on earth he felt the need to have a go about the salad when I told him it was included in the cost I'll never know.
Yeh up to her. Shes an adult. Hes my Dad not hers. He doesnt deserve any favours from her so its up to her.
Too bad that my husband’s grandma is dead. She would have made a perfect match for Paul’s dad! Hahaha 😂
My husband’s grandma broke the mold! She was one of a kind. She spoke very loudly, always screaming at the top of her lungs.
Let me make you giggle a bit more. I’m laughing as I type this remembering how crazy she was. This was a quaint upscale restaurant. So it was an intimate space. The table right next to us had just been served his lovely meal when she blurted out, “I feel just awful! I have tightness of the stool!”
Hahaha 😂 Let me tell you, the poor man’s expression on his face went from a joyful smile, with his fork in his hand anticipating a delicious first bite, to a look a pure disgust, where he slowly placed his fork down on the table. He lost his appetite! I felt awful for him.
Maybe you should look into carers to visit him. When he complains he gets no visit from anyone. Your brother can pick up the slack.
You gotta curtail this. He shouldnt be able to get your blood pressure up. It's not good for your health/stress.
My Xmas wasn't so bad then... not *tightness of the stool* LOL ... more *bear tracks*.... & how I wish there was a catheter bag...
(*brown bear is knocking at the back door* as my Canadian friend used to say 🐻)
Geeeez, reminds me of my husband’s grandma. I would take her to a nice restaurant here in uptown New Orleans and foolishly asked her how she was feeling. Dumb question for me to ask!
She proceeds to speak loudly about being constipated, calling it, “tightness of the stool!” I just sat there speechless! I wanted to crawl under the table.
Back when my my father was able to go out he would embarrass me at restaurants too. Loudly announce he had a bowel movement or keep lifting his pant leg to look at his catheter bag full of pee. In front of other diners. Mortifying doesn’t begin to cover it
I love that you respect your wife. You’re absolutely correct in saying that it’s her choice if she wishes to see him. Apparently, she is smart and isn’t going to get involved in his mess. I don’t blame her.
Take a break from him, Paul. You don’t need the stress of dealing with his foolishness. I agree that just because he is old does not give him an excuse to destroy your peace.
He just causes me so much stress. I honestly, don't think he knows what hes like and the grief he causes. Even when he does notice he'll say "well I'm old" as if that makes ANY behaviour ok.
Honestly now, I think I could go months without seeing him. Every time I have to visit or phone him I get a sense of dread. I KNOW hes going to do or say something stupid.
At the moment, I'm beginning to see that EVERY SINGLE THING is about him at the moment. He seems to not care about one single person other than himself. All he needs from me is to be fit to serve him....
Hes latched onto "haven't seen my wife for ages" again now. i.e She hasn't paid what he deems to be the necessary "homage" to him. He did this a few months ago. Its NEVER going to happen EVER.
My wife is a big girl and she can make her own decisions and he doesnt like it. (In all honesty, if roles were revered and this were her mother I'd be the same if not worse!).
It seems like no matter what you do he won’t be satisfied. It’s so sad. I don’t think he realizes that his behavior is bothersome to others. I have seen this so many times in certain people.
My husband’s grandmother constantly blamed others and was also an embarrassment to take to a restaurant. Nothing pleased her, ever. Yet, when she saw others becoming upset due to her absurd behavior she didn’t ever feel like she was at fault. She was completely oblivious to how she acted.
I’m sorry you have had to endure his disturbing behavior. Don’t feel badly if you pull away from him. You have been very generous to him. If you need a break please take time for yourself. He will manage.
Take care, Paul.
Does he forget that he told me he walked to get his haircut last week? Then pretends he can't walk 10 yards. I'm not stupid. And when he was trying to play up saying "wheres the toilet?" (he'd been once) - it hasn't moved!
Think probably the worse is when you tell him something and he carries on as he wants. We went to Harvester (people in the uk will know it!). Basically, you get a free salad from a serve yourself salad bar as part of the meal. So, Dad doesnt want the salad, so I said "look its included just dont have it then". But NO he didnt believe me hes shouting at the waiter that HE DOESNT WANT A SALAD AND HES NOT PAYING FOR SOMETHING HE DOESNT WANT. Jeez - it was embarrassing. Why wont he listen I told him!
And don't get me started on dessert. I TOLD HIM is was a set menu I booked. Three courses. I was less than impressed to get a lecture telling me "I didn't need that desert because I need to lose weight" and "I've got more money than sense paying for desert in here" OMG.
I'm still traumatised!!!
To be honest this behaviour was what I had when he came to out house. He'd shuffle across the living room, make demands, moan he was so ill and wasn't sure he could eat anything (then stuff LOADS of food!). EXACT SAME BEHAVIOUR. And my family instead of the waiter got his rudeness.
"He also decided to make sure I knew how ill he was. Had to practically drag/carry him to the bathroom 10 yards away. Then he said I needed to help him go to the bathroom! No way."
IF he is THAT bad, he needs a walker and to hire help/move to AL. (but we ALL know he isn't - too bad whatever ails him doesn't affect his mouth.)
"He walked half a mile across a busy road this week to get his hair cut. Yet I'm dragging him 10 yards across a restaurant....."
IF he can do this, clearly the restaurant bathroom issue was an act...
"He walks 10 yards to his stairs at home, gets on chair lift to upstairs for toilet."
Again, IF he can do this, the restaurant bathroom issue was an act...
" When he said he needed help getting undressed for bathroom I did say "what is this a different toilet than you've got at home then?""
Obviously this IS a different toilet.... ACT II
(also, if he needs help undressing/dressing to use the loo, how in hell did he get dressed to go out to eat?!?!?!?!)
"I was so mad. I don't want to take him out for a display of "Look how ill I am honest". Does he even realise that the worse he acts the less inclined Im going to be to have contact with him?"
Nope, he doesn't realise or just doesn't care, so just follow that inclination, and no contact. Most likely this has worked for him, in the past, with whoever, so he just keeps at it, like a kid will pester pester pester PESTER you until you give in (usually this follows after having given in to them at one time - my kids learned quickly not to try this and I didn't have to get angry or raise my voice or hand!!! They was smarter than the aaaaverage Bear!)
I did try lookup to see if you could buy a replica Razzie Award [The Golden Raspberry Awards (also known in short terms as Razzies and Razzie Awards) is a parody award show honoring the worst of cinematic under-achievements.] but haven't found one yet. Perhaps you could just buy the ugliest trophy you could find and have his name etched on the placard, giving him props for the worst act and sequels ever! Don't hand deliver it, send it via post, although it would be great to see the look on his face when he opened the package...
Level 3 went ok (just) as youngest sis was closest & took on walking to loo duty. When I asked if she was getting a taxi home, she didn't know - was waiting for someone to offer a ride. . I copied quite a whiff of something I did not want in my car seat... but as my son felt Ill we left quick smart - have just escaped by train. Ha ha!
I LOVE that *no can do... Tu-Tu*. I am singing it now 😁
No can do
Not trottin' you to the loo
In your Tu-Tu
I was so mad. I don't want to take him out for a display of "Look how ill I am honest". Does he even realise that the worse he acts the less inclined Im going to be to have contact with him?
He really is a disgrace at times. Hes like a baby.
Yep. Going to next level.