I thought this was a website to help caregivers find answers to questions about caring for someone. When I joined this many years ago, I wanted to read about the logistics of getting proper care for my mother. I thought I would get hints to make her life easier and to make my life easier as well. Instead most of what I read is the belly aching and griping of people who are evidently burned out and have no compassion for their parent or the elderly. I am not sure where this should be posted but for goodness sakes folks, your kids are watching you and learning from you and you will be the elderly one day. Do you want the same treatment that you are giving to your parent? Keeping a home too cold is the same as elder abuse. Their blood does not circulate as well as yours. Walk around in your bathing suit if need be but keep them warm.
After your parent(s) are dead, will you regret the complaints you make and appreciate sacrifices that you make to keep them comfortable in their last years? My guess is yes because I have been there and done that. Read about hypothermia in the elderly, read about the depression of the elderly, read about the loneliness of the elderly and read about the loss of taste, smell, appetite, etc., and the loss of independence. Do you think they really want to live with you? NO. They would prefer to be able to take care of themselves in their own homes. Now grow up and deal with your issues like the adults and caregiver that you are supposed to be. Most likely they made concessions to take care of you when you were young but even if they were not perfect parents, that does not excuse you for basically mistreating them. Apologize to your parent for not being more understanding. Try to accommodate them for this ending of their lives. As I get older, rarely a day passes, that I don't whisper, "Mom, I am sorry, I did not understand" for some stupid comment that I made when she was alive. Again, I have been there and done that.
What I do find sad is when there doesn't seem to be compassion or even validation of the seniors disability. Still, as long as they are sharing, reading and getting other perspectives and information, maybe, some good things will be picked up. All we can do is hope and have faith that education, love, care and patience will occur. I hope that one day blame on the senior can be replaced with understanding and empathy.
I brought my frustration here. I couldn't be "nicey nice" to my father. I just am not that level of saint. But I did help him, I did care for him, and I do still.
You never know someone's situation just from reading a few comments. This is the safe space to vent... so we do... and then we go back to providing quality care, no matter how one sided the situations are. Just some thoughts. I appreciate your input, gmafaye, but I think it's not a full picture of many AC users' situations. :)
I hear you. Everything you are saying is so true. But I would also like to acknowledge that being a caregiver is one of the toughest jobs in the world. And we are only human beings. And there are going to be days that overwhelm us. I'm glad this site is available to all us to vent but also get information as well. We all need to know we are not alone in our feelings and struggles.
I come from a culture where you don't argue with your parents. You show respect at all times. And for me, I never left my parents. I cared for my mom through her breast cancer. I cared for my dad after his stroke till his passing. I gave my time, my money and all my effort and love to them. But I also had anger and resentment building up because my siblings did not support me.
And you are right. Since my dad's passing, all I can think is "I'm sorry dad, I didn't understand." I really didn't. I tried. But I didn't. I hope I don't make that mistake with my mom.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts with us. Its a perspective we can all learn from.
The things I ranted about on here were not things that were said to others. I had no one else to talk to about caregiving life, how draining it is, how much it took out of me daily, and so I talked about it to other caregivers who could sympathize.
Everyone's situation is unique. I envy those caregivers who can do it with love for their parent, and who miss their parent after they've passed. I had the experience of caregiving to my grandmother for a time before the care for my dad started, and I experienced 2 very different types of caregiving. Grandma required a higher level of care, constant care... but I enjoyed my time with her. My dad is opposite. It's not due to the work involved -- it's him. It's would be the preferred way to give loving care, but some of us have to grit our teeth and get the work done because of our selfish parents. That's the other side of the story here and I hope you don't mind that I wanted to tell it. I think it's important to remember that we are not saints, but only flawed human beings put in difficult situations. Some of our situations are nothing short of living h*ll, and cause PTSD, anxiety, depression, physical and mental breakdown, failing health for us.
Plus I read just about every article written on Aging Care by the regular authors, again a lot of excellent advice. These articles are on the Home Page.
Yes, I also did my fair share of complaining because I had no one else would listen. Friends who never did caregiving had zero clue what I was going through. I had cousins I could call, but they were going through the same thing I was, and their free time was quite limited.
This website has been a life saver, and also helped me understand both sides of what was going on, so I could decide for myself.
If you joined years ago you must have spent all your time focusing only on the threads that interested you, the whining, dysfunction, narcissist type threads are among the oldest and most commented on. "Grossed Out? Need to Vent? Just caught Mom using my toothbrush to comb her hair!" is one of the first things that caught my eye on AgingCare and it showed me that we can laugh through the tears (and whine and scream and curse too when we need to).
My mother was another story and I could not bear to touch her when she was alive and well, so heaven only knows how I would have coped as a caregiver , but I was spared that as she passed very quickly and quietly at home. My grieving was for the love I never had. Who lets a two year old out to play alone who runs home screaming chased by geese. Why the same mother who said when we were walking past an orphanage that if I didn't behave she would put me there.
All that being said I know I am an excellent caregiver. It is just that I could never have done it for my own mother.
Computers and this site were not available when my mother died so I would not have been able to vent here. I would have just been consumed with hate and repulsion. At least we can be honest here.
From my children? to be honest... no. I WANT LESS.
Prior to becoming my mother's caregiver, I used to joke with my children about who would have the "honor" of taking care of me when I got old. Who I was going to live with and such. After bringing Mom into our home, I realize that I d not want the same care from my children as I am providing Mom...I WANT LESS. I do not want to interrupt my future grand children's lives the way my mother has interrupted my children's. I hope to be financially stable enough to progress through the stages of independent living, assisted living and NH care on my own.
I plan to remain social enough that I don't burden my children with feeling the need to keep me company. I plan on taking care of myself as well as I can so that I don't become a physical burden. I plan on either loving live or choosing to die, not this in-between where I am miserable and ungrateful but still hanging on.
And, as to the griping an moaning, I comment on threads and have started a few of my own. My most recent one was about my mother hating me for putting her in the hospital. But, despite my comments here, I visited her each of the 34 days she was there and in rehab, with a smile on my face and kind words for her to hear. Yes, sometimes I was choking on them but they were always kind. Today, I welcome her back into my home and have invested heavily in increasing her comfort. But, you can sure as heck guarantee that there will be a spot on here somewhere from me tomorrow complaining about her selfishness, or coldness, demands. I can assure you that there will be whining and complaining about her love for her neglectful sons and her disdain for me.
But, coming here and complaining helps me in several ways. I learn that I am not alone - AT ALL!. I take away strategies for coping. I get knowledge about dementia.
When mom passes, I will have no regrets about the complaints I have made about her. I will regret the sacrifices I made, especially the sacrifices I have had my children make.
Y'all said it pretty well. We have come here to have a safe place to say things that we can't say to others--they'd be horrified at our anger, frustration and sometimes, yes, hate.
Not all of us had unconditionally loving, doting mothers who cared for us and gave us a sense of purpose and well being. Some of our parents told us they wish they'd never had kids, then turn right around and tell us to go do this and that for them...NOW. My mother used the constant threat of suicide to keep us all in line. Who DOES that to a 5 yo? She STILL does it, but I just ask her to please not leave a mess.
Many of us are struggling to deal with angry, sick, narcissistic parents (mostly moms, it seems) who are STILL yanking our chains and keeping us in "bondage". YET--we pull it together and do out jobs. I will work at mothers and cry and scream on the drive home, quite often. BUT, I give her the best care I can. As do we all.
We're just doing the best we can with the hand we've been dealt. Sometimes it's fine (and we don't post about that, for obvious reasons!) MANY times there are great nuggets of information, but most of all....I don't feel so darned alone all the time.
I will not expect my kids to rearrange their lives so that mine doesn't change. I'm not setting a bad example for my kids because I can't make their grandmother happy in her later years. They've seen their aunt and I turning our lives upside down to give her a good quality of life for a few decades. I will not expect them to make me happy or be my constant source of social life. And when my mom is gone, I will not have regrets that I didn't do more in the last few years. Because I know in my heart that we have been exceptionally good daughters.
Instead of reinforcing her self-centered, narcissistic, and pathological behavior, I have taught my kids that I am not to be the object of their future lives, but their families and their children are...To live for the present and the future, not the past.
It is only by the grace of God that I chose to help her out of her horrible living conditions, and I chose to show mercy to this horrible woman who only gave birth to me, and never loved me as a mother. My children hear and see me honestly calling abuse by its name. They also see me showing mercy to someone who completely does not deserve any kind treatment at all. Why? Because I try to live out the mercy shown to me by my Lord and Savior.
If I treat them my kids way I was treated by mthr, they are free to treat me as I deserve to be treated. They are under no compulsion to show mercy. I don't want them to enable my bad behavior. If I start passing out guilt trips every phone call, I expect them to stop talking to me. That is what I am teaching them - healthy behaviors.
Which is what I believe everyone should do, whether or not they have children. I don't believe parents should expect grown children to put their lives on hold for years on end to take care of them in their old age. I have done it because my mother's choices left me very bad choices only. It maddens me that she takes no responsibility for that, even when she sees the impact that it has on me. If she could afford assisted living, she'd be in it. If she could afford paid care, she would have it. But she retired at age 58, spent 20 years flitting around enjoying her retirement, then decided to sit in a chair for the rest of her life while her grown children give up their own golden years to take care of her every need.
When I'm with my mother, I make every effort to be kind, compassionate, and accommodating. But I'm only able to do that by keeping my contact with her to a minimum. I take her to dr's appointments. I take care of her when she's sick. I take her on weekly shopping excursions when she's well. But that's it. If I had to deal with her every day I'd kill myself, or her.
I don't want my mother to be grateful. I want her to be sorry. I want her to say at least once "I wish I had done things differently. I'm sorry that I put you in this position. I wish you were able to live the life you want in a location that you choose."
I guess your question caught me on a particularly bad day. It's hot here (in Florida) even though it's February, and I have a deep intolerance for heat. I'm angry at my mother for refusing to live anywhere else (we came from New Jersey, but my real preference is the Finger Lakes or eastern PA) and forcing me to either abandon her altogether or subject myself to the year-round torment of this wretched heat and humidity. I can't imagine asking or expecting a grown child (if I had one) to make this kind of sacrifice for me.
I will probably hit the road for life and break off contact once I begin to fail. I won't wait.
I often said that no one should claim the body. Let the city or town cremate me and shovel the ashes where ever they choose....after all, I won't be there. Spend the insurance money on a party with an open bar....not on funerals and urns!
Well....I believe my parents have received the best from me. Even my dad who was near to impossible to deal with. Mom is a joy to be around...still not going to let this be the fate of my kids.
Luckily the posts eventually became more realistic with how hard it is to care for the elderly. Many use the excuse that they raised you. There is a HUGE difference in raising a child and caring for the elderly. It makes raising kids look like a walk in the park.
To address the OP's holier than thou post. So many before me made many good point. And I agree with the poster that says she hopes her kids have to do LESS than she does. I don't want my kids to give up their lives so mine can stay the same. I don't want to create obstacles when they are just trying to help me. I don't want to create imagined emergencies so some one will focus all their attention on me. I don't want my adult children to have to take off of work every week to run me to a doctor that I really don't need to see. I don't want to start every conversation with one of my children with the words "i've got a problem...". I don't want to create extra work for them because I refuse to help myself.
I do want that my children won't dread visiting me on occasion or even help me out. I do want to take an interest in their lives and not spend every waking moment talking about myself. And I hope in my advanced years that I realize that the world does not revolve around me and if I start acting like it does that my children will correct me.
We have senior citizens taking care of their own parents. This is a job for much younger people. I know I don't have the same energy at 70 as I did at 40, it's been cut in half due to my own age relate decline. And if I don't get enough sleep, I am down for the count the next day, no bouncing back like when I was 20.
And we never resented their help not cursed them when they were trying their best
But goodness, I'm not going to walk around in a bathing suit. That would show I had zero self worth. It's easier to close my vents and stay in my room if they want it toasty warm. What was written about is being a doormat, which is the most damaging to feelings of self worth that I can think of. Who wants to be a doormat? And who wants to teach their daughters to be a doormat? Better to be helpful while still taking care of your own needs.
It almost felt sometimes like unless you are complaining and whining and lamenting how horrible your childhood was and how much it sucks to take care of your parent then piss off.
But, I might add I've never said a bad word about my Mom on here and I never would and I don't have children but if I did I think I would be blessed to be taken care of the way I took care of my Mom cause I did it out of love and as hard as it was I would do it again in a heartbeat.
Oh, and by the way today would have been Mom's 94th birthday so Happy Birthday Mom, I love you and miss you.
Amen! Well said, Evermore99!
And for the record - I have no regrets.
I watched as my mother took care of a succession of ill, elderly relatives while we were young. Cleaning my grandmother's apartment on weekends when she lived independently. Moving grandmother in with us when she could no longer live alone. Watching dad try to hold his temper when he came home on 100 degree August days and finding that the AC wasn't on. Watching my mother trying not to snap when her mother made snide comments about what we were wearing/how we behaved/the fact that we didn't attend Catholic School. Listening to Grandma complain about how lonely it was living with us.
My mom is in a Nursing Home among folks of her own age, going to activities when she wants, having her health looked after by trained people, not an idiot like me. Getting in-house medical care, wound care, foot care, eye care, dental care, hair care without having to put on a coat and get into a car.
Yes, I sure hope my kids are watching. And if they aren't, I've told them explicitly to help me find good IL/AL/NH care when the time comes.
Mom is gone now, and I am sad and I miss her, who she was. I was so close to her, loved her dearly. But the last 20 years of her life she was very very different and difficult and I can't pretend it wasn't stressful and very hard. It didn't stop me from doing everything I could for her, from loving her to being kind to her and trying every day to keep her safe and happy. Fortunately, she was able to live in IL, then a nice AL, and finally a NH where they gave her excellent loving care. My sister and I, being seniors ourselves, could not have handled her physical needs that last five months, but we were there for her, and constantly visiting and picking up the slack, especially when she was in IL and AL. She did not make it easy for us emotionally.
This is the place for caregivers to whine and complain if they need to. And yes, I whined and complained to let off steam and share problems with others. It helped a lot, just writing my feelings down. I'm sure my children will feel the same if (God forbid) I become a difficult person in old age. As long as they are kind and caring to me, if it helps them to let off steam somewhere, that's ok.