Her behavior is bad enough in private, I don't need to deal with it in front of the world, where she is perceived as rude and obnoxious, instead of ill. It's not that I care about what strangers think....It's about the way she hurts my, and others feelings, with her nastiness. She was so mean to my 4 yr old nephew (her grandson) that he and I BOTH cried. Done venting. Valium. Bed. Thanks for listening.
important celebration I would suggest approaching a restaurant owner and explaining the circumstances and maybe renting a small side room and alerting the staff not to be offended by any remarks the elder makes. Be prepared to tip well for any servers who suffer from bad mouthing
But there DOES come a point where it is unfair to take our elderly parents out in public in crowded spaces, such as a restaurant. Their behavior embarrasses us, them, and those around them. As the disease progresses, their behavior can also present a danger to themselves or others if they become surly and belligerent. My father decided he was going to pull out the hair of the old ladies in his nursing home....and just started yanking their hair and pulling out fists-full. He never would have done this type of thing as a younger man.
Its really sad to see someone who worked so hard and provide so many opportunities for me as a young person be so needy, scared & generally inept at being in public. Shes SO SCARED, in fact (OF everything from germs to bugs and other people) that just the strength to overcome that fear is read outwardly as a REALLY BAD F'ING ATTITUDE and RUDENESS. It's humiliating, yes. And i feel ity at the other end of that spectrum. Makes life interesting though, no? You go out... and you just never know what's going to happen.
I wish I could get my mother to agree to going out to a restaurant to eat. She never leaves the house unless it is a doctor appointment and that is under protest!
Today was a good day for my Mom and we talked a bit about how rude she was to the Ambulance Driver and the nurse last week when she was hospitalized and how she had pulled out her IV and the doctor yelled at her and how she basically told the nurse to go to H---, she could get up and walk the halls at night if she wanted to and she was NOT going back to bed! She said, "I just don't know why I do those things!" I told her that we knew it was really her doing it, that she didn't realize how mean she was being. She said something though that made me think...she said, "I think I was scared." She may have been, but it came out as hostile and defiant.
It is funny in a way that we still carry the hurt, long after the insult or injury they have caused us and yet with my Mom at least, in 15 minutes she doesn't remember anything and it is a whole new day for her. Although I don't want to lose my memory, it would be nice to be able to "drop it" whatever "it" may be, that fast and move one with our lives rather than harbor anger or resentment.
Next time you are in the mood for a meal you may have to do what we do, get it "To go." At least you will still be able to enjoy a nice meal, even if it must be within the confines of your own home.
God Bless You!
Seriously, what a riot that this is. We are like the mothers of newborns talking about their diapers. We can predict some of the behavior of our charges, but they still manage to amaze and horrify us.
Hang in there!