My mother wants me to take her by airplane to visit my estranged brother and family (internationally). The have 'blacklisted' me from 'their' family ( excluded me from births, etc). My mother makes me feel worthless because I (as she puts it) "am not married". She can not travel by herself and I told her they are the ones that should come to,visit her (she's going on 89). When they talk with her by phone she makes off lie she's a spry person doing everything on her own (they don't know,how,hard it is for me to care for her... her balance is,way off and she refuses to use a walker). It,would be a nightmare for me (all around) to take her anywhere, especially to a place I'd be unwelcomed. She wants to see her son, grandchildren before,she dies... They've traveled to Hawaii but haven't come to see her.... I am barely hanging on to my life right now, but she disregards my life as anything of value. Talking to her is like talking to a wall.m why should I feel 'guilty' when my life and health is passing quickly before my eyes?!
This wouldn't be ironic: such a project is quite feasible. He would need to contact an escort agency, such as Universal Aunts, sort out transport from your mother's home to his, and of course provide accommodation and support for her during her stay. He can pay for these services, or your mother can, as they wish; or he can come and get her. What's stopping him?
About how your mother makes you feel… that's another issue. But a break from it wouldn't hurt! :)
Are you supposed to cater to mother's every whim? Yes. At least that is what she has programmed you to do, and it seems like she has done a pretty good job. It is never too late, though, to disconnect some of those guilt buttons she so carefully installed.
Seems to me there might be a lot of other things you should start saying "no" to, in addition to this outrageous expectation of you being her travel escort.
I remember when my mother decided she wanted to go to the beach in north Florida. We all know what the sand is like there. I just told her, "You don't even want to go in the front yard, but you want to try to walk of that sand." Of course, she tried to convince me that she could do it, or could use a wheelchair -- me pushing in deep sand???!!! Right. She got mad that I wouldn't do it, but better her be mad than me go through that.
After four year of living h3ll of caring for her with parkinsons, strokes and dementia, at 86, she went into a lovely nursing home. First she shared a room with a lovely quiet lady but was always screaming at the poor woman, who eventually had a stroke and died. To this day I swear the stress killed the poor woman and I got my mother a private room before she could kill someone else.
For the last 3 years of her life she hid in her room, refusing to have anything to do with anyone as they were beneath her and plotting who she could find to take her to their house and wait on her hand and foot 24/7 for free of course ... it would be such a privilege for that person. She came from a horribly dysfunctional family which, on looking back, I see now. When you grow up with these things you don't see it as you don't know any better. There is no other family and, as she'd run off anyone who crossed her path over the years, she had no friends.
It has been six months since she passed and I've spent the winter at home in country peace and quiet, just me and my beloved animals, reflecting and recovering from a lifetime of mental and emotional abuse. I've come to the conclusion that she was mentally ill her whole life. She had everything, big houses, new cars, exotic vacations, the best of everything but it was never enough. She died at 89, miserable and alone. What a terrible waste of a life..
Anyone in the position of being used and abused caregiving for a difficult parent knows it is not so easy. The parent is not always so bad. They are bad just enough to keep things stirred up. We can advise to get siblings to help, move the person to a facility, or get help to come in. Yeah, good luck with that. Or we can leave, knowing the repercussions will be serious for everyone involved.
It is sad that no one wants to help, but they don't. I told both my brothers of the problems faced here. Crickets. They go out dancing and on vacations while their old parents sit at home dying. They really don't care enough to be bothered. Maybe we should say to the cg "Thank goodness you do care," instead of hinting they are faulty for caring. People who have cared for a difficult parent probably know what I'm talking about. You have to take care of yourself while you keep your parent from falling, even if the hardships are of their own making.
We hear a lot about how caregiving can be rough on marriages. We don't hear as much about how hard it is on single people. When you're single, no one has your back. I know it would be mighty nice to have that support person. What would be even nicer is if your mother had a friend who would take her to see your brother. That would give you a break.
Really, though, I think your brother should come visit. I mean, it is his mother, too. A lot of children don't care, though. They will show up for the funeral and that's the only time. Sad.
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