I feel terrible posting this but have no one else to talk with I need to figure out why an I so angry and feel that everyone looks at me as an idiot possibly because years ago my husband starting calling me names which off and on continues and now with me doing same thing have I become to believe things or what]caregivers for mom when something goes wrong I just right away ask why so many people think they Im just an asshole and easy to mess with could that be because I appear like Im not together which Im not then mad BECAUSE situation Im in oh gee nvmind Im so disgusted with caregiving and myself do not where to turn feel hopeless
Wish the Staff would realized many Caregivers are exhausted by the time they even reach the door to the doctor's office. My Mom is always ready to go, but Dad needs to find his glasses so the search begins... then his wallet... Dad, make sure you have your Medicare card and other insurance cards.... sifting through a pill of papers on his desk....then he struggles into a jacket that is too small for him.... got to find a clean baseball cap... then Dad can't find his cane.... oops, he put down his glasses, got to look for them again....
While Dad searches for his cane and glasses I am out in their garage putting Dad's rolling walker into the trunk of the car, darn that thing is heavy. Then everyone is ready, oops Dad wants to do a deposit slip for the bank.... Dad, we are running out of time please get in the car.....
Then I hear tap, tap, tap, tap, as my parents are trying to find the seat belt to click it in... so I get out of the car, climb into the backseat on one side to belt in Mom.... then to the other side to belt in Dad... then try to back that cruise boat on wheels down the driveway. Then get to the office building and all the handicap parking spaces are filled... thus leave my parents at the outside door hoping it's not too windy to topple them over.... find a parking space within sight of the building.... take the elevator up.... then help Dad out of his coat... whew, I need a nap. Mind you, I am a senior helping older seniors.
I know your irritated now with caring for your mother and losing your freedom. I too cared for my father and it was a lot of work. He died a year ago and I may have had to focus on him for a year but I don't regret it for a second. You can always go to Hardees but it will be a sad day when you mother is gone and you just treasure the time you have with her. Ask her about herself and you heritage and family stories and history, learn wisdom from her. It is worth it I tell you.
I know your irritated now with caring for your mother and losing your freedom. I too cared for my father and it was a lot of work. He died a year ago and I may have had to focus on him for a year but I don't regret it for a second. You can always go to Hardees but it will be a sad day when you mother is gone and you just treasure the time you have with her. Ask her about herself and you heritage and family stories and history, learn wisdom from her. It is worth it I tell you.
I know what you mean when you say that your parents don't understand how their decisions affect you. My mother wants to stay home and I just got done caring for my father at home. She tells me her kids will have to clean her house. It is very hard. I just will say when I was caring for my father. I wanted to help him so much but I was so sad about his short prognosis and had such stress that I had to find a balance and run, run, run. Sometime I was almost brought to tears on the treadmill but exercise helps. And it made me stronger so I could walk him transfer him and care for him and my young daughter at once. Your parents can't help their condition. Just enjoy their presence. They wont be there one day and then it's very hard.
I think you have it right "Stress and depression can be the underlying cause of the anger". Have you read the 5 stages of loss and grieving. Even if your parents aren't gone but you can see it coming you could be grieving I think. Here is what is said about anger. "Anger may be directed at our dying or deceased loved one. Rationally, we know the person is not to be blamed. Emotionally, however, we may resent the person for causing us pain or for leaving us."
As I read through the description of getting a parent or parents anywhere and then finding that you have a long form to update or something...Medicare requires electronic records but most dr. offices don't accept electronic information. I have my mom's cards scanned in to my phone...but they can't take that. i print out a colored copy but the only scanned they have access too is one that can only scan a 3 X 5 card...really??? I have all of her meds on a single sheet which I update and print before each appointment. It lists all of her doctors and their contact information....I guess I need to do the "past surgeries and hospitalizations" and list of conditions that I can pin to all the forms...
Does anyone find themselves mumbling a lot? I know mom can't hear me...what if she gets a hearing aid...I wonder if that will stop this bad habit. I know I was not happy with the kids if/when they mumbled.
Our parents are angry because they have lost control over their lives and likewise, we are angry because we have lost control over our lives - either by choice or circumstance. Often I think I am angry because I got myself into this...and can't seem to get out...
I'll keep you caregivers struggling with anger, like myself, in my prayers...
In the 1980s, the idea of a compulsory pension saving plan was started but then cancelled when the next govt came into power. today the elderly would be rich, if that had been continued.
Today our rest homes are run by private commercial syndicates or business, but under contract to the local hospital board. Too many complaints and they lose their licence.
It must be hard when children are no longer leaving home when they turn 18, when both parents need to be out working, and the elders are living longer, OK for those in good health, but the moment one system fails its all down hill.
So now he is in a facility he had once said he loved and now he hates. We have applied at 15 other facilities within 30 miles of home and none will accept him.
His attitude is so bad neither one of his sons want to go see him or even call him.
On top of everything else, my husband thinks he should have money...and lots of it...there in the nursing home. Before the stroke, no matter how hard I saved my money, he was always going in and withdrawing it. If I hid money, he would go through the whole house while I was at work, find the money, and spend it, but refuse to tell me what he spent it on. The $50.00 I am to spend on him, per the state every month, I bring down to him in cash plus, out of the money I am allowed to keep out of my paycheck, I buy him food (he refuses to eat the nursing home's food) and everything else he needs. His younger son gives him money too. But it isn't enough for him. He wants me to give him part of my tax refund and thinks is son should give him more money.
My husband is constantly calling me and threatening me with divorce or having his brother take over as power of attorney. And he keeps telling me he knows someone who has promised to bring him home and drop him off so I HAVE to keep him at home. I work and also have a mother who, though she is at home yet, needs me to watch over her, take her to her appointments, and do things for her.
I dread going to see my husband or talking to him on the phone because it is always the same arguments. We can't have a nice, relaxing conversation...just going over the same topics of why I can't bring him home, why I can't give him a lot of money, and then his threats.
I have a very stressful job and when I am home need to be able to un-wind and relax. The only way is to turn off my phone but then when I turn it back on there are multiple angry voicemails from him, threatening me, or the nursing home needing to speak to me about how bad my husband is acting.
I'm sorry to say, but I can not honestly say I love my husband anymore. There is nothing to love. I have spoken to my attorney and asked if a divorce on my end is an option. He said I should stick with it since I would lose my house, which I have always been the one who made the payment out of my paycheck.
I want out. I want a new start. I have no social life because I don't have time between dealing with my husband, my mom, my home (inside and outside), and my job.
I wish I had someone to talk to who knows the legal and social ins and outs of my situation. My state does not have local case workers who I can speak to. All the elderly case workers are on the other side of the state and only deal with state's paperwork, no counseling, no giving legal advise. The elderly and their caregivers are on their own.
His younger son sounds like a blessing.
Please get yourself a new life, I don't know how and hope someone on here can give you links. you are not the rat leaving the sinking ship, you are a person who deserves better. And if someone does bring him home then just ignore him. it sounds like he had the ability to regain independence and blew it. Call that someone, and tell them he is their responsibility. Also inform the rest home, of his abuse and blackmail, and how you have no way of coping. so not to organise his discharge at his whim.
I'm sorry for your troubles. I believe it's time to cut your ties to this abusive situation. He doesn't deserve you.
It was sad to see her leave
Sadder to know shes not coming back
Despite the stories we weave
She never was a loving mum
I loved her but never liked her sadly
You're far too fat have you seen your bum
Shed say and say it gladly
If she was unpleasant before
It was sad to see her leave
Sadder to know shes not coming back
Despite the stories we weave
She never was a loving mum
I loved her but never liked her sadly
You're far too fat have you seen your bum
Shed say and say it gladly
If she was unpleasant before
Shes far worse now and yes Im angry too
And when somewhen says youll miss her
I say I already do
They look confused and think Im wrong
But they have never walked in my shoes
And if I had to pick a song to sing