About 6 weeks ago my 81 yr old mom became sick and was admitted to the hospital. From there she needed rehab in a nursing care setting. (I have cared for my mom in her home for the last 5 yrs. Alone and all by myself. Talk about burnout I had it. Her demands were constant. The worry was killing me.) So back to what i was saying. She entered a nursing home for 2 wks of rehab. Exactly 2 wks to the day- back in the hospital. This time serious, and in the icu. Bacck to the nursing home for more rehab. We had a meeting last week and all agree that she needed long term care and that she would stay there permantly. :'( 2 weeks almost to the day(thanksgiving) she was admitted back into the hospital in critical condiction in the icu again. Her immune system is so week. She has never been this sick. She has copd, chf, and dementia. Her lung disease has progressed so much, she never fully recovers and now it is affecting her heart. I can't help but feel that if she was still at home this might not have happened. The doctor did say that she is surrounded by new germs and she has a weekened immume system. I feel like I need to bring her back home and keep her well. What do I do? Sacrifice me and keep her well or send her back to the nursing home and watch her decline. The drs told me yesterday that one day she will not bounce back from this. I don't think I can handle the guilt of this. I have already lost her to dementia but I don't want to lose her. She is my everything. Does anyone have any thoughts?
I had been "brought-up" Episcopalian, but my mother encouraged me to find what was right for me. I converted to Judaism, Catholicism and finally began reading about Buddhism. She knew about Buddhism. I only mention that because that is where I found what sounded true to me. Buddhism is not about deities or supernatural being worship, but more or less, scientific truths. The teachers are masters at helping people find comfort in the form of humanity we are stuck in.
Let me offer the following video of someone talking about loved ones sufferings. No one in Buddhism ever tries to "convert" anyone....there is nothing to convert them to! We are already human! But they sure do know a lot about compassion and reality. This teacher is Ajahn Brahm and is obviously someone from the U.K. or Austrailia or somewhere. I just found this googling "Buddhists thoughts on caretaking and aging".because I didn't know about him before. I hope it helps.
Since the break she has CHF, COPD, Abib, and the dementia gets constantly worse. This year she has been in the hospital three times with pneumonia, and is currently in Rehab. The facility told me today that her PT will stop tomorrow, and I am at a cross roads as to what to do. I want so much to continue to care for her but I am losing myself. With this last bout with pneumonia her kidneys failed, and they gave her only a couple of days to live. She was able to tolerate one dialysis treatment and she pulled through. The nurses at the hospital tell me one time she just won’t rally. She gets a lot of phlegm and has trouble getting it up, hence problems.
She gets weaker each time, and I am not sure I can physically take care of her any more but I also can’t put her long term in a nursing home. The place is Ok as they go, but I feel like I am letting her down. The nurses at the facility think she would be Ok for a while at home. The social workers thnk she should stay. I am trying to assess the situation myself and decide, but I am so torn. My head feel like it has a constant band around it. My boyfriend just wants me to make a cut and dry decision and gets mad when I go back and forth, but it is my mom
Her condition is CHF. COPD, AFib, Dementia, and she is failing. Today I learned that her PT will stop tomorrow, and Medicare will stop. They think she is to much for me to care for but her nurses think she will be fine at home.
My problem is burn out. My head feel like it has a band around it, and I am feeling guilty at the concept that i may have to make her permanent.
she can't getr phlegm up, causing the pneumonia, so i feel it will be only a matter of time before this happens again. The nurses at the hospital tell me one time she will just not rally at all- I am at a cross roads as to bring her home, or leave her in their care. the nursing home she is in for rehab is the best in the area....I just cringe at it!
Yesterday, I noticed dark man-thumb sized bruises on the backs of my Mother's hands. They were not there Saturday, so I asked the relief caregivers, who act like they do not understand me, which also pisses me off, but I remain polite and direct.
I watched the male caregiver as he got the guests up from their chairs for dinner. Sure enough, the first thing he did was to grab their hands--HIS THUMB ON TOP OF PATIENT'S HAND--and then when he got them to the front of chair, he grabbed ahold of their waists to lift them into the wheelchair. I know how difficult it is to move them after they quit walking. That is why I do not have my Mother here anymore. But, he did not use his legs as leverage to move the women, so the caregiver needs instruction. This morning I called the assistant and explained what I observed and made a suggestion that he/they be given better instructions on transferring patients.
The cost of this care home ranges from $3500-5000 a month, depending on "the level of care". The level of care is the same for everyone, and they tack on $250 a month when they call in hospice. My Mother has a private room, and it is a lovely bedroom with huge windows and door to outside. It is 15 minutes from my home in a nice neighborhood. I am there more often than most visitors, because I take my duty seriously, even though I would have been in the loony bin by now if she were still in our home. As it is, I have acquired several stress-related physical issues that I am dealing with--very slowly, because just like you can gain 5 pounds in a day from eating junk, it takes about a month to lose that same 5 pounds, and longer to heal from stress related maladies. I don't know why that is, but it is aggravating. My Mother and my sister did not have to do a job like this. I have many friends and associates in my life outside of here, who do not understand why life has been so difficult the last 3 years for me. One lady in my neighborhood is beginning the same life as a care giver to her narcissist Mother who abandoned her in childhood. Her Grandmother raised her, which was a good thing. When we see each other on the street, she just stares and shakes her head. Enough said.
After putting my mother in a nursing home, close to our home, I was so regretful and not informed at what then happens. She was only allowed one night away a month and when they gave her cigarettes and used inhalers on her at the same time, when she was made to watch 3 roommates die in the same room, when the nurse pulled up a roommate by her hair, etc. etc. etc. Then to be told, I could not change her nursing home unless she had been in a hospital for 3 days and nights....well, this entire industry is a scam. They refused to give her milk...always watered down lemonade mix. (Helps their bottom line!)
This industry needs deparately to be cleaned up. They are heartless, ruthless criminals......now let me tell you how I really feel.
"I know the quality of my life is not normal". May I quote you? Blessings, Christina
The mental stress of illness is as bad as the physical part. I assured her that I loved her and no matter what happened, I would have her in my thoughts always. She said she would always be with me. I told her she was the best mother in the world, and that is something every mother, spouse grandmother....whatever their role is, they want to hear because that is what weighs on their mind...."Did I do a good job?" We are such a silent and prideful society with a hard "cowboy" posture on life and in my opinion we have really messed up not being more verbal with our loved ones and friends. It's like we think we're a nation of freakin' mind-readers....which we are not. Just keep reassuring her and remember this is just the reversal in roles that we have now. They never meant to be a burden. They can't help it. I think the guilt you have is mistaken grief, grief about the inevitable. It has taken me 6 years after my mother has passed to recognize what I have is just extreme grief and missing her. I think it took me so long to recognize it as such because of family tensions that had always been present and my anger about these other family members that were never resolved that got in the way of my grieving. I don't know if that sounds familiar, but it has been true for me.
I read your reply with great interest as it gave an excellent insight into how complex ones thoughts and behaviour can be. I would love to know the 'philosophy' that you refer to that centers on acceptance, as my experiences are similar to yours I guess, and I believe that you have found peace in your life now in which I am seeking.
Can I thank you for including the quote from professional you met who said "You can never make up for what is missing in another's life". This means alot to me as from reading this made me realise that I spent alot of time doing this for my parents and I guess I still do. I wish you well.
On the other hand, I had a professional tell me when I was much younger, "You can never make up for what is missing in another's life". Being very sensitive and knowing my mother's childhood, it was natural (unfortunately) for me to try my entire life to make up for her past. Even remembering what the professional said to me, I could not help but try to make her happy. I was brought up and made to feel that everything was my fault....so it was a toxic combination. I was 55 when my mother past. I still have very mixed feelings as to whether I did the right thing when I bought her home after a terminal diagnosis. She watched and lamented her entire life about her own mother, my grandmother, and how she didn't "buy good time" by intubating her and trying so hard to make her live after a lung cancer diagnosis.
Good luck in sorting everything out. It's hard and I have found some peace in a philosophy that centers on acceptance of the impermanance of life, thoughts and things. That same professional also said to me, "Everyone does the best they can." It just doesn't get any truer than that.
Good luck to you, and don't forget to take time to care for yourself.