25 years ago I began having panic and anxiety attacks when I was pregnant. I have had problems off and on since then but never really KNEW or FOUND OUT HOW TO STOP THEM. IT WAS MORE LIKE USE Xanax UNTIL THEY STOPPED. I have done deep breathing, walking up and down the street and its 1 am, praying,also done all the imaging stuff and I am finding nothing that really works.
i am caring for Mom basically alone even though my older sister lives with us. Her and my younger sister work and I am on disability so I am the one left at home to deal with all situations alone. Older sister stays at work past quitting time so she does not have to deal with Mom or anything else. She has started trying to come home a bit earlier this past week but it may be too little and too late. I have felt pretty much like I was being treated as a slave for some time but I was living with it, I had no choice. Now the panic and anxiety attacks have begun again and it is based on being stuck in this house all the time and shouldering the care giving alone.
I see a therapist in my home once a week. I am so fearful of this becoming worse and me not being able to care for Mom at all as I will wind up being the crazy person who cannot handle stress again.. I worked hard to get past this and with it starting again, I just want it to stop!! I just do not know how to control it.
I had been trying to leave the house each weekend to see that life really exists outside these four walls but older sister had a fit that I ways always leaving with my younger sister and demanded that it stop, it is jealousy. She actually told me I had to ask her permission before I left the house! I told her to basically F Off! The last 3 weekends I have sat at home all weekend long and she has NEVER LEFT THE HOUSE THE ENTIRE WEEKEND, NEVER EVER LEFT!. I personally don't give a crap what she says any longer, she leaves this house every single day. Yes she is going to work, but she is out of this house and dealing with kids and other teachers and staff, so she has some resemblance of a life...I STOPPED HAVING A LIFE IN 1997 WHEN i BECAME ILL, SO MY YOUNGER SISTER AND HER DAUGHTER ARE MY ONLY FRIENDS. Just running to have my blood drawn at the lab this morning was like I had been set free.
If I could just get my mother to agree to leave the house to go to a park, or the store, just anyplace to get out of here I think it would help but she flat out refuses. I think she feels very uncomfortable leaving her normal surroundings so she is like an immovable bull in a 95 pound body. The only place she has been willing to go in the past has been the cemetery where her family is buried. At this point I am willing to go there if it means being outside and away from here.
I think obviously the thing I have to do is find someone who can stay with her so I can leave the house. How do I go about finding a company or agency that is reputable that I can trust and it doesn't cost $25 an hour.
I really need any input that you may have on dealing with the panic and anxiety, overcoming it hopefully permanently and I would greatly appreciate your input on finding someone to stay with Mom or giving advice on what else i can/should do.
I need a solution as my sister is trying to break me, because she wants me to have to give up POA over my mother. I cannot do that, she was using Mom's money to pay her bills with no intention of ever paying it back. HELP!!!!!
2. Do something for yourself every day: but don't indulge in bad food which could feed your physical problems.
3. The concept of carving out a place for yourself and having boundaries saved me from my own panic attacks. Make a place in your home, closed in, screened in, with plants, music, candles, whatever you need to have your very own sanctuary and let it be known its all YOURS. No one else allowed. It states boundary, it affirms the need for you to exist without anyone else, it is safe and reminds you to be in it. from that place, you can begin to build your peace, creativity, strength.
I used a corner of my bedroom: a few plants, photos of saints, candles, incense, music or silence. MY Chair, my space, my place for ahhhhhh.
Don't let your family bully you into anything. I'd threaten to leave the whole situation if after setting boundaries, seeing a counselor, and getting respite doesn't work for you.
I hope this helps. The mind set is very important. I don't get those panic attacks anymore. But I do cry when the tension builds up. Cry, pray, and act positively.
I am sure you'll find other ideas from this wonderful forum.
I have almost the opposite problem with my mom in that she wants to go out ALL the time. She wants to be driving, be entertained, shop in all the stores, eat out, She wants me to take her every single day. As a result, I can't manage well anymore when I'm home as there is housework to be done, dinner for 5 to be made every night (by me)... laundry to be washed dried and folded and put away (me again tho once in awhile I will get help from my bf)... But as far as support? I have none.
It's my own fault I feel. I raised a lazy son who feels work is above him and doesn't get the concept of pitching in. I know he won't survive on his own because I never made him self-sufficient. My bf can't stand him, (or can't stand the way my son is, and my son is almost 18 now)... one example is I folded his clothes last night after picking them up off the floor and delivered them to his closed bedroom door all clean and folded neatly. He opened the door when I knocked, grabbed them, threw the pile on the floor, said thanks, and closed the door.
Then my bf comes in, there is no support or understanding there and I guess I can't blame him, but sometimes I just need a hug and it's a sign of weakness if I cry to him like I am behaving like a child.
My daughter is spoiled and talks back at 13, but at least I can say she will pitch in and help a little.
I am the backbone of this house and recently I am having awful anxiety attacks related to the insecurity in my relationship and being told my partner is unhappy with me, when all I try to do is the right thing and be everything for everyone.
I love my son and I don't do tough love well.
I know I should do things differently but I know it will be met with a resistance tornado and I'm afraid I will just shrivel up and die because I can't take anymore on my shoulders.
I don't like what you said about your sister and i think she is feeling like she's the workhorse and is jealous that you sit home all day.
That's crap. Too bad you can't trade places with her for a month or two. She would never feel jealous again.
I understand and get it.
DO NOT ask permission to go out anymore. You are entitled to a life, to time for you! If she doesn't like it, put it in her lap and say sorry would you rather I have a day off once a week or would you rather see me having a nervous breakdown, where I will be zero help to you?? Then what ? That is what I would say to her.
If your sister is living there too can you give her a few days notice and tell her that you will be leaving for X amount of time? Don't ASK her. TELL her. You have to get out of that house.
When you had anxiety and panic attacks years ago what helped? You said you had them years ago so I'm wondering what stopped them.
Your sister sounds like a bully. Like someone else said, set boundaries. Not just in caregiving but with your sister too. But once you set them be prepared to carry them out. Good luck to you.
something's gotta give.
You seem to be so intensely locked in conflict with these people that simply letting go and walking away doesn't appear to be an option to you. Perhaps this is something you might discuss with the therapist?
Do you have somewhere else you could go, some safer place from which to start a new life? Are you willing to admit you were wrong to take this on? (This is a tough one.) Can you possibly endure it for other family members to appear to *win* this fight?
Hopefully you aren't waiting/hoping/trusting that the others will change. From what you say, apparently THIS IS IT.
You're in a tough situation. But while they are not going to change, YOU can. And you should in order to get yourself into a more supportive environment. Living with toxic people is harmful not only to our mental health, but also physically. Remember that you are the only one in this mix that you have the power to control.
Good luck and God bless.
Nikki99, I'd quit doing your son's laundry altogether. He's 18 years old, he's an adult. My stepson was doing his own laundry long before that. I rarely put his laundry up for him when I did do his laundry for him. He chose to let it sit or he chose to put it up. His laundry, his problem. He learned to do for himself. He actually decided on his own long before he turned 18 that he wanted to do his own laundry. My daughter and other son will learn as well when they're older. If you keep enabling him now, you'll be doing it the rest of your life. I learned by observing my MIL enable some family members. She did them no favors by constantly bailing them out of trouble. Maybe if she'd let them fall on their faces once in a while they would've learned from that.
Holy Cow - what does your therapist suggest? I do think you have to do more for you. Does your mum have some money to pay for extra help - even high school kids as suggested to give you a break? Otherwise it may be time for placement.
I am sorry that you are so overwhelmed. I don't think there is anyway you can "force" your sis to do more, so I would plan apart from her. I think I would ignore her and her bad behaviour. is it fair? No, of course not, but you can only change you, not someone else. ((((((hugs)))))
It is so hard, when you have your firstborn and you think omg they are the second coming of Christ! Then, by doing everything for them they become entitled, and they turn into the AntiChrist!
Just because I will always love my son unconditionally, doesn't mean other people will.
The best thing I can do now is DELEGATE chores and teach SELF SUFFICIENCY! Please keep this board alive for both me and HolyCow, because as far as her sister, I think she needs more rah-rah support, and God knows I do as well.
Good Luck, they both work fantastic!
I have a daughter that is 22 and she is a good kid, but all this stuff with Mom and the dementia has taken a terrible toll on her. She was an Honors Student when she entered college and by her 3rd year she was failing half her classes. She was also contemplating suicide, which I had absolutely NO IDEA of! I was absolutely out of my mind when I found out what was happening. She could not deal with my mother's behaviors and had no money to move anywhere else so she saw her only way out as suicide.
I was at that same exact spot in September of 2013 because I could no longer handle Mom's behavior, being locked up in this house for 8 years and I was at a point of having to decide to put her into a home, which I had always promised her and my Dad that I would never do. She was just going nuts on us and not sleeping at nights, flipping on lights, feeding the dog 15 times a day, yelling, telling me to pack my stuff and get my a-- out! It was horrible.
Mom had gall stones and we put her into the hospital, who tried every medication they could find to stop the "sundowning" but it sent her into a head spin of hallucinations and delusions. He doctor told me to put her into a NH. I did not listen and brought her home, found a Gerontologist and put her on Remeron and Celexa and she was fine for 2 months, then began getting headaches. He removed her from the Celexa but the headaches continued. Then took the Remeron and they continued. She has been off everything for about 3 weeks now, no headaches, and has become fairly quiet during the day IF everything is kept quiet, the sun is shinning and she can sit on the patio, you play Dean Martin or Frank Sinatra music and you agree with pretty much anything she says (no correcting her about anything). Come about 4-5 pm she begins getting a bit agitated so you really have to play down everything. As dinner begins, she does not want to eat or takes 5 bites and says she is full, then she becomes confused about her 3 eye drops and taking her medications....she swears she has already taken them when she hasn't as they are kept locked up. Thus an uproar begins.
We have a small dog that was my fathers and the rest of the evening is spent with Mom trying to feed and re-feed and re-feed the dog over and over when I have already fed her dinner. So we have to keep trying to get her to stop, which means I have to go to my bedroom so the dog will go under my bed and get away from Mom. Mom stills hits my bedroom door 15 times before I go to sleep to check on the dog! It becomes maddening because I am either on the computer or trying to watch TV and Mom is talking out loud so you cannot hear the TV or think to even write on the computer.
I have 2 sisters who both work, one lives here in the house with us. The other lives about 35 minutes away, she works 12 hour days to keep her house and take care of her kids as her husband died at 47 from Myotonic Dystrophy, just 5 years ago.
The in house sister has never gotten over the fact that I was born and swears to "hate me until the day I die." I found this out at the age of 28, prior to that my parents just told me to ignore her, or pray for her, but they never did anything to try to put a stop to it. They thought it was simple sibling rivalry not someone who had or was mentally ill or having a mental issue. Due to this I have gone through hell my entire 60 years of life at the hands of this person.
I took POA from my mother about 3 years ago because telemarketers were calling her constantly and I caught her giving money to a man one day at the front door and signing a form allowing them to withdrawn money from her bank account monthly. Younger sister was in agreement of me taking it but older sister was adamantly opposed as it would stop her from using Mom's money to pay her bills. She has not been able to take any funds since I took over. What she has done however, was to fail to pay her share of the household expenses for over two years, so I had a document written up that states if anyone borrows or takes money from the estate, they either pay it back immediately or it is removed from their share of the inheritance....she began paying again but refuses to make up the $8,000 that she owes the estate. This is the sister who told me I would have to ask permission to leave the house on the weekends!
She has filed a FALSE report against me to Adult Protective Services saying I beat her up, which NEVER HAPPENED. My 16 year old niece was here and saw that I did nothing and was my witness to the fact. There are NUMEROUS other instances just like this. She wants to cause me to fail, that would make her VERY HAPPY!!!
I have gone out on a Saturday or Sunday and when I have come home sister is angry and upset and is giving me minute by minute details on what H*** she has gone through all day with Mom. One day I ran to the grocery store for 1 hour and when I got home sister was telling me what H*** she had gone through all day and how horrible Mom was and yelling and screaming. I stopped her and said, "Really? All day long?" She said "Yes, all day long!" I said, "Gee that is funny because I only left here 1 hour ago. You have been with her for a grand total of 1 hour and 5 minutes, NOT ALL DAY LONG!" Older sister is unable to take care of Mom nor does she really want to as she is short tempered and argues with Mom over some of the smallest issues.
Well Mom just successfully spilled a full bowl of water all over my bedroom carpet! Now because I told her no more water in the bedroom she is standing at the foot of my bed yelling at me as I type. I have asked her repeatedly to please leave my bedroom and she is screaming at me to get my stuff and get out because this house belongs to her!
Is it any wonder I am having severe panic and anxiety attacks.....my body is shaking like a leaf and my heart racing and chest is hurting.
I have no other place to go, I am on disability and trying to care for two of us on $1,300 a month. Apartments here cost more than that, I could not even pay for food or utilities if I just gave up and walked out. I could not go alone either as my daughter would need to leave as well.
I am living in h*** half the time and the other half I am walking on egg shells. I have got to hire someone to come and stay with Mom so I can leave here every once in a while or I am going to find myself in the hospital or a mental facility.
I never did get rid of the panic and anxiety for those of you who asked. It has come and gone for the past 25 years. It began when I was pregnant at about 12 weeks, no doctor realized it was probably hormones but instead told me I just did not want to have a child so my only way out was an abortion. I was out of my head and I listened to them and have regretted it every day.
I honestly thought that we would be lucky to keep my Mom alive for just 3 years after my father died. I never dreamed 8 years later I would still be living this ever worsening journey with no help in sight.
I only had one child and I too love her like no tomorrow (she was our Golden Child) but my "love" and now my fear of the "suicide scare" has made me do too much for her and as we all know that is no any good because it does not let them learn HOW TO CARE FOR THEMSELVES! When you have kids they do not come with instruction manuals and we do not realize the mistakes we have make until we are living the nightmares.
I too do my daughters laundry, under the guise of "saving water by only washing full loads!" I kind of go on strike every once in a while and leave them but will then begin washing them again. I do have to say that my mother yells at me that I need to get into her bedroom and clean it up for her and I flat out refuse, telling her that she is 22 and she can and must clean it herself. Mom does not remember that we had to clean our own rooms our entire lives with no help from her, do our own laundry and ironing weekly as well as household chores. For some reason she does not see that my daughter needs to do the same.
Thank you for the chuckle as I sitting here waiting for Mom to finally go to bed and let me have a few minutes peace. And thank you for that this board be kept alive as we both greatly need support in this area as I am sure others do!
BOUNDARIES
SELF ESTEEM
DOORMAT
and my favorite word....? DELEGATE!!!
I have a lot of work to do. It's hard to change, and even harder for others to change when (in their minds) the change doesn't benefit THEM.
But I have been under the weather this week. It has been a bad week for me physically. Panic attacks, a tender ovary??? No idea what that is, and no, I do not want to go to the doctor and get probed... that will send me over the edge this week, I think!
I am going to take cipro which I found in the med cabinet and last night I made my 18 year old COOK dinner (while I basically stood there and told him what to do) but damn it, it's a start.
A very late, overdue START.
And he did it. Not happy, not "pitching in for ma" smiling, but he did it.
And he will do it again.
I can feel things unraveling. I am getting lightheaded and dizzy lately. I tried to pick up a 53" THICK glass top (for a dining room table) alone last week, and since then I don't feel so hot. It's not a hernia because there is no bulge. But the glass was over 100 lbs and I couldn't move it. After that I tried to move an 80 lb giraffe statue. (don't ask)
Anyhow, I'm done. over it, screw the world, I am at the breaking point with the anxiety levels.
Every single important person in my tight little world is about THEMSELVES and I am sick of it. Every one! Mom, the kids, everyone. And I am about them too! So where does that leave me???
I need a vacation. I have mentioned this over and over to no avail. Nobody is showing up with a surprise for me, you know what I'm saying?
So from here on out, I will not complain to my partner. At all. I will tolerate mom because she is 91 and I want to remember our last few years together with me being loving to the woman who always loved me.
Since I got hurt, she is the one asking me "are you ok" "how do you feel"....
That counts for something.
This week I am going to make my son do a load of laundry.
Angel