My dad died May 11th. He was on hospice briefly and they offered grief counseling but I declined. My dad was dead, we had all been through hell, and I anticipated feeling sadness mingled with relief. And I did experience that. For a while. I certainly didn't see the need to go running off to a grief counselor!
In these past 3 months I have had problems with my memory in that I can't remember anything. It's affected my job. I've become irritable and depressed. Still I wondered why I was feeling all these things. It never occurred to me that it was grief! The other night the new kitten knocked over a plant and I proceeded to have a meltdown. I screamed and yelled and threw things, a reaction completely out of proportion to the tipped over plant. The next day I couldn't get out of bed until 4pm. Something was wrong with me and I was concerned. I felt fuzzy-headed, sad, confused. I took 2 days off work which didn't go over well with the boss but the day my dad died I called in to work to tell them my dad died and my boss said, "So you can't work your shift today?" And the 5 days I took off in the wake of my dad's death the office called me twice to ask me to come in. I don't expect warm fuzzies from my employer but I do expect her to act human. But anyway, that's not the point.
I think my dad's death has caught up with me. I did very little grieving when he died. There was so much to do and I was responsible for it all (with my brother's assistance). The 5 days I took off work when he died I grocery shopped, cleaned the house, and just did stuff you'd normally do when you have time off. The only difference was that I didn't have to drive to the NH everyday. I had all this free time and I put it to good use, or what I thought was good use. Now I'm thinking that I didn't use that time wisely because it appears to be backing up on me.
Right after my dad died, after the service and all of that stuff was done I think I just sealed up that hole in my heart and went on my way as usual. I put the grief on a shelf, I put the loss of my dad out of my life on a shelf and just kept going. Now I seem to have sprung a leak and I'm crying and thinking about my dad all the time and remembering his voice and thinking back to this time last year when he lived with us. We had no idea what was coming. I had no clue about the stress I was about to endure for months on end and how crazy it would make me feel.
I can't believe I wrapped up all of that pain and loss and sadness in a box and put it away where I couldn't see it. The fits of anger, the depression, the fogginess and lack of memory are all the result of grief! I never grieved. I got through it but I'm not sure I ever really felt it, or allowed myself to feel it. I've been going through all of this for over 2 months and it never occurred to me that grief is the reason. How dumb am I??
I made an appointment with my Dr. on Monday only because I have been experiencing things that are not normal for me and I thought it might be a good idea just to check in with him but I may call our hospice and take them up on their offer of free grief counseling. Or I'll wait and see, now that I've kind of pinpointed the problem, if these things continue to plague me. Although I kind of feel as if I shouldn't need counseling. People die all the time and their loved ones usually don't go running off to counseling, why should I need to? Except that it's interfering in my life and my ability to work.
My belief and faith in seeing him again offers some comfort. God has a way of healing those wounds. They may always remain tender to the touch. But, it will stop bleeding and the pain becomes manageable. But, The Lord is the only way I get through each day. Otherwise I would just be a big ball of sadness curled up under the covers never wanting to speak to no one, or do anything. I am only now after this time remembering what fun and laughing is like. I do not have it often yet, but I am seeing more clearly. I am only now trying to remember things I enjoy or want to do or was doing before. I know this is hard. It is so hard, but strength comes from above. I guarantee that. I am living proof of what God can do within a person and with a person. You said no one can fix this, can they? Yes, God can. Only He can. This is true.
So sorry for your loss. May God bless you through this.
I have also found that sometimes there are triggers for the losses of the past - like the upcoming holidays, when memories of lost LOs come to the fore, symptoms of grief, as you and barb mentioned, appear again. I am feeling those this year while I didn't last year. I don't consider what you have described being a long time in terms of griefs I have known. I am not sure we ever "get there" in terms of being completely over it. Grief is a process that we walk through. The "normal" that we had is not "normal" anymore. We have to establish a new normal.
I am sorry your sibs are not more helpful. I have gotten over the resentment and a happy when my sib does not interfere or criticize. Wishing you and your family Merry Christmas and all the best for a good New Year.
I try to stay busy (not hard to do). I celebrate mom on certain days. I keep her in my mind and talk to her once in a while so I guess I have grieved (for what I know), it just took a long time to get there?
You are out of what is called the initial numbness, into the next stage of grieving. It does affect your brain, You might like the article titled "Grief Brain: It’s a Real Thing" by Melanie. I can identify with the irritability. My friend who lost both parents, her husband and her oldest son in 4 years put it this way, "I don't tolerate fools well now". My experience is that it is not just fools I don't tolerate when am grieving. Irritability, loss of self esteem, fatigue, poor memory and much more walk with you. Melanie writes about grief well. She lost a child which is the hardest grief to go through.
What helps? The 6 T's of grieving - talk (writing), tears, toil (the work of grief -it is exhausting and you need to look after yourself. ), touch, trust, and time if you do the other things
Grief needs to be felt and expressed. The upcoming holidays will trigger your grief. There is a void -an empty chair at the table so to speak. Developing new rituals like lighting a candle on special days in memory of your mother can help. You can't bypass grief and you don't get over it, but you walk through it, and to some degree it stays with you.Your mother is not with you now, but your grief for her is. Honour it. (((((((hugs)))))) It isn't easy.
If Mets finds her way over here, she may feel better after a few tears and knowing she is not alone.
How long before you started feeling better and what helped????
Last night I awoke to a very tight throat and so many memories...
I cannot cry, but my heart is so full of pain.
I wonder how Eyerishlass is doing now....
never thought of asking hospice for help... thank you.
I took care of my father for 3 yrs before he died in Feb. One sister helped a lot and gave me breaks. She was a Godsend. We were a great team, my father included. But when he died, our world changed. Suddenly, our relationship with each other was different - confusing and uncomfortable. We had been so close, but now we were edgy and got on each other's nerves. It was upsetting. I guess we didn't know what to do with ourselves. It's OK now, 7 months later, but it took a while.
We had all those feelings so well described by others on this website - the profound sadness, the yearning and ache inside, the fear and lack of confidence, the inability to focus, the feeling of what do I do now? Even now, the pain still comes around in different forms and unexpectedly sometimes. Yet there are positive feelings now too - grateful for the person our Dad was, proud of what we were able to do.
One thing we took advantage of was Hospice. I urge everyone to do that if they can. In our area, Hospice provides free counseling for a while. My sister and I have gone together and separately for several visits and it has helped.
I also find I cannot concentrate very well, my brain has become too scattered. Thank goodness I have a really good therapist I see who will help me through this. When my Mom passed in December I didn't have time to grieve as I was busy trying to get help for my Dad, who I was grateful was so easy going.
There are two cousins that will call me who are also trying to help me through this, both can make me laugh, so that is good :)
But it does scare me that I think I am on the way to my own dementia. Oh please let it be just stress from the past few years.
dont ever underestimate the healing power of humor . my son was just murdered less than a week ago and his killers havent been brought to justice yet .
but here i am ( on another thread ) musing about a female deer outside who i know has an erotic interest in me . shes outside playing hard to get , im indoors playing the same game .
there aint nothing funny in my life right now . if i need humor im going to have to create it myself .
its either humor or blind rage . one is therapeudical the other is destructive and ultimately futile anyway ..
I will see a grief counselor from Hospice tomorrow. Already cancelled one appnt but then made another one. I thought, oh there people worse off than me, I'll be alright. But I'm really not alright.
My father's mind was sharp right to the end. He depended on me but he didn't want to. He was a strong, determined man. He didn't want to give up and neither did I, but he wasn't going to get better. I didn't want to have Hospice but did it in the end as I didn't see any other way and wanted to keep him at home. He died at home.
Do go and talk to someone. It can't hurt. I care and grieve deeply for you and your loss.
During the last four years at AL, I was constantly grieving. Every time we celebrated a birthday, mother's day, Christmas, I would end up with tears in my eyes. I never knew when it would be the last time I would celebrate with her. She died a painful death, but Hospice helped her be in peace.
Missing dad, I too missed her death by one hour. However, I believe our Hospice Nurse made sure I was not there.
As I type this, I have tears in my eyes, but I just let them flow. I was lucky that I retired at the end of December, so I was free to spend time with my mother at the end. I know there will be sad days, but on the whole, I am thankful that my mother is no longer in pain or in the deep confusion she suffered the last two years of her life.
Indulge and be kind to yourself. Try to remember the happy times and gradually they'll replace the sadder times.
You will be okay. Big hugs from Alabama.