Hello Fellow Caregivers!
I have posted on this forum (under different usernames, as I can never remember what I use) and have been reading this forum for many years. Many times just for support in knowing we’re not alone. Many of you have been so helpful and supportive.
Today I come to you with a question! What are your thoughts on caring for a MIL who has been nothing but nasty and berating to you your entire marriage if you didn’t play puppet in her little games?
Below is some of the back story.
I don’t not like my MIL, but I don’t not like her. Make sense? She can be “okay” but only sometimes. She’s mostly impossible and difficult to deal with. Always has been, but obviously has gotten worse with age.
She is very sick, end of life and lives alone. I’m not a doctor but I don’t see her living to 2023. She has no other family except her son as no one else will talk to her due to her verbal, emotional and mental abuse over the years.
I do her for shopping, cleaning, cooking and laundry when I can.
She wants me to be her primary caregiver as her son cannot care for her in the way she needs. I understand that.
I refuse to be her primary caregiver and have told her this many times over the years. It’s not for me! No shame for me in that.
The truth is, if she was a nice woman to me all these years, I would be doing a lot more. I have forgiven but I did not forget how she made all these lies up and told my husband not to marry me many years ago a few months before our wedding.
Now that her time has come, she wants my help. The DIL she didn’t want her son to marry in the first place.
Would you help her? Would you help an in-law who has verbally, mentally and emotionally abused you for years?
MIL is in late stage dementia, had a TIA stroke and has CHF, depends on me for pretty much everything. She doesn’t remember what our relationship was for the past 40 years. I find that it’s so ironic that “I” will be the last one standing making all the decisions about my MIL & BIL life & death. FIL passed in 2008. Doesn’t look like BIL Pete will live pass 2022. My hubby will give me a wide berth once MIL passes. She has pre-filled out a form from the funeral palor on what she wants done for her & her son Barry. Luckily, she hasn’t paid for these services, so it’s basically her last wishes on a checklist…..NOT including the casket, opening the grave and chiseling the death dates…. Came to over $14,000.00. Yeah, no, that ain’t happening. As the family plot is about 1200 miles away, she wants to have her body flown up so she can be buried with her husband, daughter & son. I, of course tell her yes,yes,and yes. Me, the DIL that wasn’t good enough, I wasn’t ‘blood family’ her words ( what does that even MEAN?) is the one who will have her cremated. If, I get up north, I will spread her ashes on the family plot.
Call me cruel, but I spent 3 years of my life taking care of this woman, even in the beginning when she still had lucid moments & was so demanding. I do not feel in the least bit remorseful for how I plan on getting in the last word.
Yay! So you're considering stopping the shopping, cleaning, cooking and laundry?
Please keep us updated -- we're on your side!
I have decided to not help, something I always knew in my heart to be true. Guilt led me here. I have also reconsidered stopping what I was doing prior as she continues to berate me and speak ill of me behind my back. She also uses me to do things for her to remain a sense of control over me and her son. (It’s just such sick behavior. Narcissists are sick in the head!)
In my heart, I know I am unable to properly care for her in the way she needs due to my incapacity to have compassion for her any longer, in any situation. She deserves more.
In more recent interactions I’ve learned to hang up when she starts getting in a certain mood. If I’m visiting in person, I set a specific time frame of how long I’ll stay. I don’t visit in person to spend time any longer, I’m usually dropping something off or picking something up. That time frame is 15 minutes.
I am very cordial to her when I do have to interact with her. I smile and am very polite. The relationship is completely on my terms. She no longer runs the show!
During all of this, I came to see another side. He and I became so close that I even ended up calling him Dad. My own father had died many years before. We eventually moved them to be close to us, then 3 weeks after they moved here, we found out he had stage 4 liver cancer. I was his only caregiver, and it was a lot of work taking him to so many Dr. appointments, grocery shopping, and so much more. I came to love him as a second father and he was SO grateful for the relationship we grew into. He died 6 months after they moved here. I came to understand that the reason he did not want mom to help me was because he was SO worried about there being enough money for her to be taken care of after he was gone.
Now... for your situation, only you can determine if there is any chance for healing or if she is still just a toxic mess that would suck the life out of you. If you do help more and she does the same thing, like my pastor said, "You are required to forgive, but aren't required to throw yourself in front of a speeding train." There is a difference between forgiving and forgetting.
Good luck, God bless you as you make the decision that is right for you.
Of course she wants your help.
If you decide to work for / with her in any capacity, be prepared for the same behavior / communication from her that you have experienced in the past.
She will not change.
You will need to decide how you want to be treated / respected and set boundaries if you do not get your needs met.
You need to ask yourself the question you are asking us. Why are you considering working / helping her? Is it guilt, low self-esteem, need the money, if there is any provided, you need to feel you are 'helpful' as this makes you feel good about yourself? You need to do some soul searching and honor your self / your feelings.
Mainly because nope, I would not. But also partly because vulnerable people (no matter what their past failings) deserve to be cared for by people who don't harbour major negative feelings towards them, and for the particular person I have in mind that wouldn't include me. Never mind how I feel about caring for her, she deserves more than I can offer.
I actually think you do enough for her. For me, toileting was the worst. I prayed everyday to please not have a #2 today. Showering, always afraid she would fall and really didn't like the intimate side. That was my mother. If MIL...I would have had to have a much better relationship with her. If she can afford it, have her hire an aide. So my answer is No, I would not care for someone who was abusive to me for years.
I to can forgive but I never forget.
Why doesn't the H, mil's son, do all of this?
It would be both unwise and unhealthy for both of you to enter into a caregiver relationship with her.
What you CAN do is to arrange her care. You can find and choose an agency to come in and provide whatever care she needs. You can order online and arrange weekly delivery of groceries. You can hire a cleaning lady for her. You can schedule Dr appointments and (depending on her treatment of you) transport her to these appointments and attend them with her.
In this way, you are advocating for her without placing yourself in a role of direct care. A direct care role would only make you more resentful, especially if she continues with her current behavior pattern. Arranging care helps meet her needs while also protecting your boundaries.
You've omitted key information, namely, whether MIL has long-term care insurance, or what sort of insurance she has. If she truly is close to the end, does she have coverage for hospice care? If so, you could of course continue to see her daily, but the heavy lifting would be left to the institution. Then you would be responsible for disposing of her assets. Or if she stays at home, does she have the insurance or the savings to hire round-the-clock care, or even two shifts, 7am to 3pm, and 3pm to 11pm? Whether you love or hate her, end-of-life care is more than any one person should handle alone.
Now, I can't tell you what you should do, but I can tell you what I have done, and how I came to that decision.
Both my parents were bananas, and that's a nice way of stating the case. My father was a nasty piece of work, and it took me 20 years of various types of psychotherapies to begin to calm the post-traumatic stress. There was a period of about 5 years where I had no contact with him. But I knew that for my own sense of self-respect and completion in the relationship, I would have to "shake hands with the dragon," in the words of a former therapist.
In the case of my father, my stepmother (another nasty piece of work) was his caretaker (thank god!). The three of us met at least weekly for Sunday brunch. Brunches were generally amicable, but at least once I remember having a flashback afterwards (ironically, we'd had a very pleasant time at a lovely restaurant. Go figure!). Yet, by the time he died, overall I had a different perspective on him, our view of each other was much more eye-to-eye, than daughter to father. I saw him much more as a badly broken human being than a terrifying abuser. And the moment my brother told me over the phone that he had died, I immediately had a sense that I'd done the right thing. Not that we'd succeeded in creating a great relationship, but that it was the effort we made that counted for everything. Call it a sudden spiritual realization, if you will.
Nowadays, I'm caring for my sometimes fun and friendly, sometimes deranged and nasty, 92 year old mother. Sometimes I want to walk away and leave her to her fate. Yesterday, she put two pieces of bread in the broiler (she refuses to use the toaster I bought her), and I smelled something burning from the bedroom. She'd forgotten the broiler was on. She pulled out two completely charred pieces of toast, and the smoke filled the apartment. "What smoke?" she demanded. (Crazy.)
Frankly, I couldn't live with myself if I got news from a stranger that my mother had set the building on fire and burned to death in her apartment.
So here's the question that my decisions to deal with my father and care for my mother revolve around: How will I feel when he or she is gone if I do x, y, or z? How do I WANT to feel? What do I have to DO to achieve that aim? For me, I want to be able to look back and say, "I feel good about the choice I made. It benefitted him/her, it benefitted me. We are both better off for it."
My mother still can be very abusive, and the effect on me can be toxic; but, I have a strong support system of friends. If I were isolated without support, I would have to make other arrangements. And, in fact, I am making arrangements to get incoming daily help and, while this involves some necessary legal wrangling, I know we'll all be saner and happier in the end.
I hope this is useful to you. Best wishes!
For your benefit, get help to help you help her, then back off little by little as you steadily keep palming off more responsibility to aids. Just oversee the help.
It's sad, it's wearing, it's hurtful, and it's not forever. Mean people are awful pitiful creatures. You deserve a medal and an all expense paid trip to Bora, Bora. Tell your husband he needs to send you and that you'll need a masseur and a swimming instructor while your there.
I would call Adult Protective Services for placement evaluation and let her go with strangers who have no personal relationship that would be damaged by interacting with her.
This is about you, not her son.