My dad was 91 when he died. My mom died in 2003 with Alzheimer's. My dad wanted to join her since she passed. I'm the nurse and next door neighbor. I had cared for him for almost 20 years. It's been 3 months and I cannot motivate myself to move forward. I took a hiatus from nursing and after 30 years of nursing both as a career and a daughter caring for elderly parents, I do not know if I can practice as a nurse any longer. The task of working full time as a nurse and caring for my parents have completely burned me out. My daughter is in her 3rd year at college and is thriving. My husband is very supportive of me, but I've lost interest in most things. Ive become isolative, lack motivation and often do not leave my house for days. I am scheduled to see a psychologist in two weeks. Any advice?
My step mom a few months ago moved my dad into nursing home (after a fall). She had been 24x7 for nearly 5 years. When he first went in, she was so exhausted and burned out that she pretty much slept for the first several weeks. The years of caregiving really take a toll. She had a physical and works with a psychologist and is getting her spirit back & started to get interested in things again.
I think you are taking the right first step. Give your self a little time to grieve and recoup. Take care.
I had zero energy after my journey with caregiving, even though I had help with professional caregivers. It was just all that stress for the past 7 years.
Have a doctor run a blood panel for B-12 and D, to see if either or both are low. Mine were low. Once I started getting the full dosage recommended I started to feel a bit better, felt the energy coming back.
I also went to talk therapy, and lucked out finding a therapist who was around my age and who had also dealt with her own issues with elderly parents. Thus, when she would say "I know what you are going through", I knew that she really did understand.
Once you start feeling better, could you work part-time? I am so glad I have a job where I need to get up in the morning, get my brain running on all cylinders.
We never expect our loved ones to die especially half way through their right to life.
Time will help you, there is no other way. Your daughter is thriving. Hold on to that!
All the best.
There are many families in this situation. We need to find help. Nobody has the capacity to bear the cross on their own.
"Move a muscle, change thought."
Easy to say but incredibly hard to do for me..
One thing that helps me greatly is my friendly little dog, Elsie...I talk to her like she is a person...
Grace + Peace,
Bob
Blessings and peace
Gloria
Believe me I know where You are right now, because I was there too after I Lost my Mother Who was my best Friend. It took me 8-months to snap out of the bubble I had been trapped in, but I'm back. Give Yourself time MM, there is no time Limit to grief. From John Joe, ☘
When my father passed away 3 years ago I did the same. Mourned his death and continued moving forward with my life.
Basically, in order to get to the other side, you have to walk directly through.
Take care of yourself by letting yourself feel... good or bad, happy or sad. Don't worry about the future. Just take care of yourself TODAY. Tomorrow will worry about itself.
I lost my husband of 29 years last summer. He was much older but was doing fine till 5 years ago, and his final days started when he had a stroke 9 months prior to his passing. So my care giving experience was much shorter than you were. However, I couldn't move on and only very recently (7~8 month after) I started pulling my life together out of necessity.
I sold the house in a hurry after his first stroke so that I could move him to a facility where they can properly care for him, but kept boxes & boxes of his belongings in my small apartment. I work as a computer programmer and my job kept me busy. So I dismissed that the mess in my apartment is from my laziness, but I finally realized recently that the issue was in me than outside. I wasn't be able to bring myself to touch or clean up his items.
I started to move on but very gradually. My advice to you is to allow yourself some slack, but listen to yourself and follow what you feel. You mentioned you arranged to see a psychologist. The action you took by itself is a sign that you are ready to move on. There is no need to rush.
Again, everyone is different, but let me dare say this: you are not alone. My best wishes to you and hope your visit to the psychologist helped you.
My deepest condolences and sympathies on the passing of your beloved father. I'm so sorry for your loss. I know the pain and sorrow of losing your father is very hard. Grief is never easy.
I can identify with what you are writing about because I'm still feeling the same way 5 months after the passing of my father. I'm glad you are going to speak to the psychologist. And the other posters have given such kind and gentle suggestions. One step at a time, one day at a time is all we can do sometimes and that is okay.
Thinking of you. Sending you love and hugs.
How you are feeling is perfectly normal. I am sorry for your loss but if you weren't feeling as you were and were coping normally, I would actually be more worried! Allow yourself the time to process and grieve however you see fit, everyone grieves in different ways. I lost my oldest brother (my favorite) in my late twenties. Even though I knew this was coming, nothing can prepare you for when it actually does. I felt like someone hit me in the stomach with a 2x4! I cried for weeks. My youngest brother came up to me during one of my crying spells and told me "I needed to move on." I was livid. I believe I snapped at him and told him he had no business telling me how to grieve.
I processed it the way (I needed to) regardless and when I did, I had processed that he was in a better place, free of the struggles he went through everyday on earth and realized I was mostly upset because I knew I would not see him anymore and realized I was more upset for myself. I pictured him in heaven with our grandmother that loved him more than anything and I started feeling happy for him. Sometimes, time gives you a different perspective that we "the living" are the ones who suffer most upon a loved ones death and I believe if they could just come back to us for a few minutes, they would tell us they were fine and would want us to be happy for them. They are not in pain anymore and they are free. I hope this helps, it will take time but do not think your reaction is abnormal, counseling does help to get your feelings out and helps the process so I am happy to hear you are persueing that. Sometimes, a person (not personally involved) is much easier to speak with. I did. I even convinced my Mother, who was too proud to think she needed help, to go to counseling. She thanked me later for convincing her to go.
Please take care and listen to your heart. Grieve how you feel you need to, better than bottling it up for the sake of everone elses opinion. It will just come out later and you will carry that weight on your shoulders and in your heart.
*Hugs*
I wish you the best...I know how hard this is.
I was lucky as it was mostly adult children of parents who had dementia, found through local Alzheimer's Association or Alzheimer's Foundation chapter.
We did some writing in the group. We wrote simple things (optional), prompted by a question like what would we like to say to them or what do we wish they had said to us, or how they influenced us, things to help tie things together. It's never a neat package, this traversing the grief. We would write about our parent who had died for a few minutes then would share in the group if we wanted. People who didn't feel like saying anything didn't have to.
In my case (and for many others) it helped to eat better, pay attention to sleep, (I had to put my phone on the other side of the room) and take walks.
I didn't feel like doing any of this but trusted the others who said it would help.
I also went to the library and paged through books about losing one's parent; essays by others about their experience helped.
I also enjoyed going to the animal shelter (when they weren't busy) when they let the cats out of the cages for attention and a "playgroup" of sorts. They let me sit on the floor and coax the shy cats to play. Helping someone else helped me.
Please take care of yourself, and update us.