Being a longtime caregiver for my mom with Alzheimer's has made me change my opinion about what kind of care I would want should I develop this horrible disease.
My mom was my best friend for as long as I can remember. For me, there wasn't even the thought of sending her to live in a NH. It was just always known that I would take care of her to my dying breath if that's what it took. As a caregiver, despite all the terrible stress and exhaustion, I think most people feel that it is right to take care of their loved ones (at the very least). Many of us couldn't have it any other way.
My mom is gone now but living through that has made me completely change my mind about my own wishes. All of us know that there is a chance that we will get this disease. But if YOU get dementia -- what about you? Who would you want to care for you? Are you concerned? Have you made arrangements? Has knowing the progression, experiencing personal losses and giving your life over to caregiving colored your stance?
Just curious...
Hugs to all
Folks this is a reality as medical science outpaces our mental capacities as we age. The medical community can preserve our physical health and keep us alive along time; but not so with our mental health for the majority. I pray that I will be one of those lovely exceptions where I'm "still with it" til the day I die.
Interestingly both of my parents, of sound mind until they died... fortunately, always, always said they did NOT want to live in an NH. I cared for them both. It was difficult, but OK... although I'm still struggling to recover. I do believe they were fearful of the possibly poor treatment and giving up their independence...
I am trying to eat right and exercise and hoping to follow in their footsteps. They took accountability for themselves financially and were only ill for a very brief time, fully insured, before passing away.
I guess no one can know for sure and I will try not to be a burden on anyone. :-)
There's no way I would want my children to physically take care of me! I want to be their mother until the day I die and I've seen firsthand how AL enables that.
That's my case in that I have no children, and no long term care insurance, nothing. So, if I get it I would have to side with Alan Alda's character and try to split the difference between remembering to do something about it and getting it done before you don't know any better.
I have an ocean going trawler and have always thought that I would take her into the middle of the Pacific and if I forgot why I was there the ocean would remind me.
When you work on a boat sometimes it occurs to you that you just might be working on your tomb.
Good luck to us all.
lovbob
What I have learned from this is that if I had my druthers, I would rather my mind go first. I can't think of anything worse than knowing how awful the circumstances of your life are in this situation.
Being a Christian of the belief that it is not up to me to decide when I go out, offing myself is not an option. My husband and I have saved and invested as wisely and carefully as we can so as not to outlive out money, but especially these days, who knows. We can't control everything. We have six grown kids but of all of them - and I am not saying they are not good people - only one and his spouse are the ones we trust to 'care' for us in old age. That means to us, trusting them to do what they need to do after all of our preparing and keeping them in the loop about our desires and wishes have expired. I sincerely do believe it is critical for a helpless patient to be monitored and visited constantly. Even the best of places don't do the best jobs in the world, admittedly, as short staffing is a chronic issue. So family needs to be involved. But I would never guilt any one of my kids or my husband into 'never take me out of my house' or 'I would never go to a place like that'.
My own son, at 23 developed Type 1 diabetes and at one point was very ill. He made me promise him that I would never insist that he go on dialysis; he said he never would want to live that way. So at an early age in his life, we had very frank discussions about honoring each other's desires of what we would want if a 'what if' scenario came about. Happily it is ten years later and he is doing well. Married and expecting a child. But we have talked about how we would honor and care for each other as family members for a long time and none of us wants someone to suffer 'proving' they are a good mom, dad, or child. But we do count on each other to oversee things in the eventuality that we need support or to make sure a medical facility is doing their very best and is being accountable.
My SIL has terminal cancer. Even she said she's thankful she won't have to deal with Alz. I think that says it all.
I have a deal with my son.;)