Got another call from the nursing home last night. Mom tried to get out of bed and fell out (luckily they have gym mats next to her bed). After 9 years of this Parkinson's with dementia, husband with 7 surgeries in the last 3 years, my young life dealing with my father's decline and death, and my autistic daughter, I'm on auto pilot. I feel nothing, and I think the nursing staff thinks I don't care. Don't like how or what I've become. Has anyone ever felt the same way and if so, any suggestions on how to come out of this?
Thanks for reminding me of that. It's been a while since I remember the source of power.
I've found that if someone hasn't been a caregiver, and often even if someone has but no longer is, or if someone is in the medical professional and makes assumptions w/o knowing all the facts, there's a much different perception of what caregivers should be doing and how much strength and time we really have These people can make inappropriate, snap, and uninformed judgments. And they can act on those judgments.
And that creates more stress for the caregivers - dealing with APS or even nongovernmental meddlers is disconcerting and redirects attention from more critical issues and tasks.
I find that putting myself first at some level has made all the difference. If you are not in a good place mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually, then every little thing that happens all day long has a tendency to have a profound (usually negative) effect on you.
I take time every day (98% of the time) to get in a walk outside (no matter how short or long it is), do a little something creative (watercolors, coloring book, etc) and time to breathe and stretch. Those things along with 5 to 20 minutes of meditation a day have worked wonders for me taking care of my mom, in the later stages of dementia, in my home. I can stay more positive and let more things roll off my back (and a good cry in the shower a couple times a week, gotta let out the emotional stress) Prayers and hugs coming your way...
You are in drastic need of some quality "Me Time!"
And remember, crying is therapeutic. Sometimes just crying helps.
Katie 22 really said it very well. Don't worry about what anyone else might think - they are not walking in your shoes.
If you have someone you can talk to that might be helpful. I also kept a journal and would compartmentalize my days and write to let it all out that way. You can also come on here to vent after a rough day as there are threads on here for that. Don't forget to be kind to yourself when you can, even little things like a good cup of coffee, watching birds, the sunrise, flowers, etc. can add up and help if you do them a little each day.
Do you have some girlfriends you can spend some time with? I always found that restorative for me. Or some purely physical activity that you have to think about, to get your mind engaged fully in something else? Those were two things that helped me stay sane.
I had episodes of feeling detached from reality, most marked during my three hours off every Monday when a professional caregiver came for respite breaks and I was supposed to go out and do something constructive (yeah, right). Auto pilot, numb, freefall - yes, I can relate to that sort of sensation. No idea what I was doing or what I was meant to be doing, almost to the point of its being quite dangerous now I think back to it.
I am guessing that one reason that we feel like this is that there *is* nothing we can do about the illness and frailties and disabilities our loved ones are facing. We are helpless. All we can do is be there and care about it. Just as shell-shock is the result of being kept under fire without possibility of escape, all we can do is take in what's happening without being able to change it. Our options are: a) suck it up or b) turn our backs. And b) is not a real option for people who've already got as far down the road as you have.
What you can do for your own mental health? I've heard mindfulness as a therapy warmly recommended by respectable sources, would that appeal to you?
And for the immediate issue, that of how a normal person reacts when they get a call in the night saying that mother has fallen out of bed, no harm done... Well, what are you supposed to say? Apart from "thank you for letting me know, please give her my love." Were they expecting you to hurtle round there and kiss her better or something?
Did they take her to the ER? I know that if anything at all happens to my LO in MC, they send her to the ER. Of course, they call me and I meet them there.(For some reason this always happens between midnight and 3:00 a.m.) The last couple of times, there was really nothing wrong with her, but, they tell me they have their rules. So, I get it. We have a lot on our shoulders. I suspect that you do care, but, are perhaps suffering from compassionate fatigue.