My mother can never ever say anything positive. It starts first thing in the morning and continues until she goes to bed.
Every morning she begins the day by "attempting" to tell my husband or me that she didn't sleep all night (if you heard how she snores, you would understand that we KNOW when she's sleeping). She continues on by saying " I don't know WHY I feel sick to my stomach today". And then it progresses on. Usually by saying that she had diarhhea (she has a potty by her bed for night time). What she considers diarhhea is not MY idea of diarhhea, but I digress since I'm probably grossing you out anyway. (sorry !! )
After she has stated all of her illnesses, the complaints turn to my husband and I and how we are pains in the ... !! "You two people" (her name for us) .. blah blah blah blah. You get the picture.
Avoidance of mother has now become the norm. The sound of her rolling walker banging through the house sends me into escape mode.
Anyone else ?
My mom and your mom could be one in the same. My mom too lives with me, she is 97 and always negative. She says she is ready to go(die) so I am wondering what is taking so long...........( i know i am going to burn for saying thsoe words)
She says the same things as your mom. I try to avoid her also but she lives with me (for the last 4yrs) so there are only so many places to hide. I try to keep myself preoccupied with other things but this caregiving is a 24/7 job and I am an only so there you go. I love this site as we are all in the same boat.
Just know that you do not walk alone and we are all here for each other since no one outside in the real world knows our world.
Take care,
onenandonly
Your mom also may be complaining because she feels she has lost control. You could ask her how she wants to solve her problems with sleeping and diarrhea. That way she can't say your solution doesn't work. Any ideas are hers.
Take care.
Today I told her she needed to move to a retirement community nearby, that I can't take care of her any longer. Her health is good, but she is nearly blind. I work 100 miles away, 10 hours a day. I have a few days that I work at home each week but I have to WORK and am tied to the computer. I just can't do this any longer. She can afford the rent on the apartments at the community..it's 12 minutes away from me...Its lovely there, I would move in! Am I so wrong to be doing this? She is making me take all responsibility for this decision...so she can blame me later if something goes wrong.
However, there can be a few options for you. One is to consult a psychologist (NOT psychiatrist) regarding any emotional matter between you and your loved one. Talk therapy can do miracles.
Another option is to have your loved one evaluated for malnutrition that may be causing a deficiency of B12 or other essential neurological vitamins.
Along with that, medications can cause depression or severe behaviour, so going to a pharmacy technician or your local physician may answer this "chemical reaction" to medication question.
Alas, more options are available: it may be time to figure out what care option would be right for your loved one. Use a Senior Care assessment tool (by clinking on GeriCareFinder) to figure out which care facility type would best help your loved one.
Dad is not that way, at all. He does have his Advanced Stage Alzheimer's moments, but he is pleasant, and manageable. We like to visit with him, most of the time. I am his guardian, and conservator, and serving my father is more than duty, we actually find it satisfying and pleasant. He gives me no grief, and truly enjoys our visits, and everything we do for/with him.
My FIL is also very pleasant. Even with Vascular Dementia, at the age of 90, he's a pleasant soul. He speaks respectfully to people, and always says, "Hi, honey!" So much the opposite of mom.
Ever seen the bumper sticker about mean people?
I would strongly suggest that you seek therapy. Your mother sounds just like my MIL!
If you are not ready to go there, or to have such a candid conversation, years ago, unrelated to caregiving, I decided that I need never have the last word in any conversation. I agree with JulieWI, that walking away, maybe even going for a walk, or playing some soothing music may offer much needed stress reduction, if not relief.
I'm smiling as I read about the noise of the walker. No walker in my life, thank God, but the tick-tick-tick of the cane marks the passage of time for several minutes each day. Funny I don't remember it tick-ticking when Mom first started using it?
You didn't gross me out, Rebecca. Growing older comes with its eccentricities is what comes to mind. I suppose that when one is losing one's independence and control attention-seeking becomes a form of positive attention? If she is still able to write, encourage her to start a list of what all is ailing her so that she can go over it all with her doctor at her next scheduled visit.
Ask yourself: Am I a sucker for punishment?
Your teeth, if you ignore them, will definitely go away. ... But not your mother. She needs attention, but if you give it to her she'll use the opportunity to lambast both of you. Then you run from her (in your own house for Christ's sake!) to avoid hurting her feelings. Why? A good tongue-lashing is what she needs to straighten up her act and behave gratefully once and for all.
She's in total control. Running your house, running you and your husband. And if she could survive without it, she'd run you both out and send you screaming for the hills with that horrific-sounding wheeled walker from one of those Halloween movies like Scream. (If she auditions, they'll probably give her the part at the drop of a hat. She's a natural.)
Lynn, you still continue to take this abuse; and the time will come when you'll pop your cork to the point your mom and your husband will lock themselves in their rooms. Hurt people hurt, and it's not going to go away until you do something about it so people -- your mom included -- will finally get it through their heads that you're not to be messed with.
Negative behaviors, in the absence of consequences, are apt to be repeated. So put an end to this abuse, baby. Your husband, who keeps his mouth shut because it's your mother, will thank you for it. And so will we.
-- ED
Don't hide anymore; "care"-front her instead. My mom used to do the same. Then I realized she resorted to overdramatizing everything to get the attention of people that didn't want to give her the time of day because of her toxicity. She was the forever-suffering saint & martyr, until I lost control and told her to get off the Cross. ... Someone else needs the wood.
To her, every man as a good-for-nothing, two-timing pimp; and every woman was a b__, skank, wh__ish Welfare Queen pretending to be a Superwoman who didn't need a man to survive. I once suggested that the more we talk about others the more we say about ourselves, and she threatened to slap me. I told her I'd lock her up in a South Bronx nursing home and throw away the key if she even contemplated the idea.
Reb, stop running and face the Bogeyman. Try not to be angry when you do it. You'll probably scare her enough to bolt the bedroom door.
I tell her I love her, I want the best for her, I want her happy BUT that doesn't mean I want to be driven to suicide by continuous woe is me crap. Since I have a most cheerful but take no prisoners approach she responds better to me than she does with anyone else. The more you try to be gentle with my mom the more she will mow you down. We seem to have found the right mix for the time being and the two of us are butting heads a lot less.
I'd be depressed if I turned into a very old person. It would freak me out. I'm sure they feel the same way. It's depressing as heck. Life is hard.
When we have our youth and health that is everything we need. Getting old is saying goodbye. It's hard to say goodbye.
Thanks for listening my friends!
I used to telephone her everyday but found it wasn't good for ME. So now, I call when I know my negativity shield is strongest. It's definitely a situation that needs some coping tools.
She has a squeaky claw cane, and when I hear the "thunk-squeak" coming, I start looking for cover. We've concluded that after she passes away, her haunting signature will not be the rattling of chains but the "thunk-squeak" of that cane!