My mom has begun to shadow me apparently. She is vision impaired along with the dementia, she is not following me around so to speak.
When I leave the room she has started to say " Hello?" "Are you there" "Where are you?" It is continual until she sees me, regardless of the fact that she can hear me.
She only does that with me, not my siblings or my spouse, or anyone else that visits daily. I am her caregiver 24/7, so I sense this may be the reason.
I have noticed that when I explain to her what I am going to do, the calling after me is much worse. I have attempted to keep her engaged in an activity while I take care of chores, cooking, whatever. I have also tried to talk to her from the other room to reassure her. Anybody have any suggestions in this regard? .
You have put so many of my thoughts into your eloquent phrasing and you seem to be a born writer.
Here's one for you: the day after I broke my leg, my daughter came over and dumped my granddaughter on me so I could babysit her. This week I have an intestinal flu, and guess who expects -- no, feels entitled -- that I should babysit her (now) two children, "because all the other grandmothers do it - you're just cold-hearted". Well her own mother-in-law told her to stop coming over!!
Don't get me wrong: my grands are the jewels and only specks of happiness that life affords me, but I do not need them to be here day in and day out, up to 8 hours at a time, til 10 or so at night. Even when their mother is here I am looking after them!! I do NOT need the extra work of feeding them, cleaning up after them, running after them etc etc etc -- hello, I have my own mother to do that for!!
Oh yes, I can hear the voices in the background "Wow what a doormat! Why doesn't she just say no? You can only be taken advantage of if you allow it", blah blah blah.
Here's how the manipulation (which comes from afore-mentioned entitlement due to spoiling and indulgence from my husband - I was railroad and outnumbered by them) works: calls up, I need to take this back to the store, it's the last day or I won't get my money back, whatever. Shows up here with the one grand, I ask where are you going exactly? Answer: downtown.
Excuse me, where do you believe you are entitled to ask me that on a Sunday when I have my own things to do, you have not been honest about the length of time you wanted me to mind her, and by the way, I am sick??
Once I start complaining about it, then the barrage begins......I (yes I!!!) am selfish, I don't care about them, I am a mean person, and then the ultimate, running to my husband with "Dad, she's kicking us out again" (never mind that they were here all day yesterday, and for meals, which she expects to have prepared for them because "all the other mothers wouldn't dare not have food for their children and grandchildren".
No means nothing to this one. The only way around this that I can see is to not answer the phone, and to be out all the time. This part is hard due to the fact that my leg is still healing.
By the way, ignore the comments above - "darling Mom" - you and I never had the luxury of having a "darling Mom", that's for sure. Let Terrim experience a "Mom" who would knock you across a room for making a face the wrong way, or pushing you down the stairs if you made a comment that she didn't like; then "Terrim" can talk.
And if they wanted someone to look after them in their golden years, they should have thought about that when they were mistreating everyone around them earlier on!
And, hope this makes you feel a little better - my husband is one of 12 children in the family......but guess who had to run to his mother's rescue when she had a stroke 15 yrs ago?? Guess who goes to visit his mother EVERY SINGLE DAY, whether it's your birthday or not, and when I said one day, do you have any idea of how much time I spend alone? says to me (ready??) YOU'RE not in a wheelchair - SHE IS.
Some people's children!!!
When I first read your posts I was a little shocked, but now that I have an idea of your history, I can see why you say what you do. My best friend's mother was like yours. She remained sane by coming to hate her mother.
Some parents HAVE earned the right to our care, and taking care of them, while difficult, can be quite gratifying. I know that's not your experience, and I have seen others in similar situations. I don't condemn you at all and wish you the best. But you can be scary to listen to!
Keep on doing what you need to in order to survive.