Ever just want to tear your hair out, or someone else's? If you cannot restore a sense of balance, you will run away from home? Just want to say some things without the constraints of staying on topic? Well, this thread is for you! If you just need a short break to let it all hang out, be a brat, then come on, you can do it. No holding back! Go for it, you can do it.
This particular thread is called Caregivers Behaving Badly. I act more like a brat when I get overtired, almost burnt out, or just tired of the same old, same old. As a matter of fact, my dog has become a brat. He's not ever taken food from the table, till auntie started sneaking it to him at dinner time. When she sits in her 'electric chair' she gives him donut pieces, and has started to put the pieces on the coffee table, and when he won't take it, she gets mad. So he takes it, looks at me, then scoots into his cave under the table. Mixed messages, but at least he remembers the messages, unlike auntie. Sometimes when she starts, he runs upstairs out of sight. She also has made a habit of calling him in just before going into her bedroom at night. He has gotten used to it, so he waits for her to call him (which she does even if she just saw him beside me and said goodnight.) Then he runs through the gap between her and the walker and door. He's so fast she can't close the door, so he gets extra outside time.
We were away at my cabin for the weekend so, I shut the place down for the season and brought her home. I immediately called her doctor, whose office was closed until Tuesday. I also reached out t a neurologist in her network and the earliest appointment they would give me was nearly 3 weeks away. On Tuesday morning, I called her doctor again and, when he could not see her that day, I took her to the emergency room at a neighborhood hospital. I'd spent 2 days in my home with mom prior to that not knowing what to say or how to deal with what had happened. Upon performing a few tests, including an x-ray of her head, an EKG, a CT scan and an MRI, the conclusion was dementia brought on by minor strokes, elevated cholesterol and high blood pressure. I stayed in the hospital with her for 4 days until they released her into my care. Trouble is, I had no idea how to deal with someone who had dementia, least of all my own mother.
I forgot to mention that the cardiologist at the hospital also informed me that the main artery to my mother's heart was almost completely sealed with calcium deposits and that, due to her age and recent cognitive decline, she was not a candidate for surgery. So, I'm basically living with a ticking time bomb, whom just happens to be my mom.
I applied for and was approved for FMLA and NYS PLA and, thankfully, my job has a benefit that enables me to pay a copay for back up senior care. That is helpful but, the allotment for that is only 30 days per year and after that I had to pay completely on my own. The benefit started up again this month for the year but I will have to find new aides prior to the end of the month at an agency that will ultimately accept Medicaid. I am praying that it gets approved soon.
While on FMLA I retained an attorney to help me with the Medicaid application, as well as to help me protect my assets and what little remains of mom. Truthfully, her savings is pretty much gone and she just has what she gets from
SS and a very nominal amount from my dad's pension. It's not enough to cover the aides, so I supplement that at present and, of course, my own savings is going down.
Mom lived in Miami with dad before any of this happened and she did not want to remain in Miami. She said she never liked it there and would prefer to live with me in NY if that was all right with me. Of course, I said it was fine. She's my mom after all and I will not turn her away. She has limited mobility as it is and I anticipated that to worsen with time. I never, however, thought she would ever have dementia. My mom is a PhD and once taught deaf children how to speak before we moved to this country and became naturalized citizens over 50 years ago. Her degree was not recognized, however, until she turned 62 and, by then, she retired to Miami with dad.
I have learned to deal with a lot of new elements that are now part of my altered life. That includes a mother that does not always know or realize who I am. At least she feels safe with me, sometimes remembers but mostly trusts me.
And have left him there.
Hubs is still taking his nap after another day (3 days) of NOT putting the decorations away into the shed. It rained on the box.
I so feel like wrapping something.....
Tomorrow I get out to take the dog in for his shots. He likes donuts, too. We'll have to stop and shop.
Now, more work for myself, having to return calendars.
This is called cutting my nose off to spite my face.
Next time, I am just going out for c o f f e e.
Should I pick up your Mom on the way, GrannieAnnie? Some respite for you!
Do you need a donut? Hope she saved some for you.
Today it was her take-over of my small kitchen while I was very busy finishing supper preparation. She got coffee while she and walker totally blocked the sink. Intent on coffee, she did not react to my calls to move over, so I took hot pan and strainer to counter on other side of sink, then body-checked her to the side so I had room (no, not really, just gentle but firm push. Body slam was only imagined.) Then I could safely pour macaroni and boiling water into colander. Next she made coffee, and held on to counter as she headed toward hot stove. I quickly got her milk and carried cup, but said again 'supper is ready.' So she safely avoided being burnt or scalded, but grabbed the box of donuts. At this time my brat came out, and I knocked the box out of her hand.
Do not over brush either, inflames gums.
I mean don't delete or make changes to programs or download software unless you know what you are doing.
Do you mean for security purposes, don't "delete" anything?
I delete e-mail, that is not ok?
Guess that if downloading is not ok, I can no longer change my avatar to the latest pic?
That will be no fun.
1) Keep all your calendars.
2) Have a calendar in every room. (hopefully the correct month and year).
3) Write on Only one calendar (working calendar).
Computers are for:
The birds (bird videos).
The wife (logged into Aging Care)
The husband ( watching car chases) (preparing power point for church).
Ooh, ooh, ooh, surprise....there is a calendar on my carousel, Jan. 4th, it is Jan. 4th everyone! Tweety bird let me borrow it.
I still remember Gladimhere 3 years ago, telling me where to find what time it is, showing just at the top of my screen. Maybe a computer class will help this year.
I am not speaking to my device. Literally. Not any more. Not since her response to my command was: "I don't like these random categories."
Excuse me?? Like I need more critics in my life.
was today trash day or is it tomorrow since there was a holiday?
I bought a new calendar for the bar, but when I threw away the 2018 one - still showing January 😂
There was a 2019 one already underneath- where did it come from - perhaps a charity mailing?
it's not very pretty but should I return the $11 one
ps
that 3 county car chase led the evening news
Really, really have lost my calendar for 2019 now.
Asked hubs what the date was.
He said the 4th or 5th. (it is only the 3rd.)
Asked him how he knows what time to go to work, if he gets the date wrong, and his schedule is changing daily.
A big discussion ensued.....me saying it cannot be the 4th, because I am pretty good about paying the rent, so knew what day it was until today.....
besides....I just ask him so I know what day it isn't, and I gain a reference point to help me figure it out. I know that I am responsible for knowing the date myself.
He often confuses me several times during the day.
On New Years Day, we both FORGOT he had to work!!!
Today, he had a car chase on his cell phone, on my laptop, on his laptop LIVE from the news. He never shared live news before, I thought we could not get live news.
So I could not use my laptop.
Finding my calendar, my vitamins, and my starbucks gift card. This confusion is temporary, for me at least. The source of the confusion is not known yet. But I will find that out too!
Nobody panic.
I keep losing mine.
Hubs has mocked me, saying "Don't you have a working calendar?"
There is no more room to cross out that many schedule changes, is why.
Today is the day CWillie. You can look forward without forgetting your Mom.
I am now for a calendar in every room, so will be going to those calendar sales.
I got my new calendar off the 50% off rack (yay!) but I'm strangely reluctant to hang it up and officially start the new year.
Luckylu, heard you were late opening Christmas presents! Feel better soon.
CWillie, hubs bus did stop running at 9:54, he could not have made it. Should we look into having GPS implanted? Oh no, not allowed. Almost lost him at
In N Out this time on the way to work, ha ha.
Hope your New Year will be everything you want it to be, and then some.
MsMadge, were you caught sleeping in the New Year? A perfect brat idea!
Hope your night was asleep after your amarretto.
I missed the actual hour, being asleep myself then.
Happy to the brats just reading, and to the newer brats, and to any lonely brats--
Hope your New Years Day is special to you. The caregiving part does not just stop for the holiday calendar-that is why we have c h o c o l a t e !
Missing a few here...Countrymouse, Veronica, Golden, Ali, Stacey, Bookluvr, Glad.
Boots, CDNreader, Guestshop, to name a few.
Really wanted to mention everyone by going back through all the pages-and listing your names, but fell asleep so many times. Golden is the only one able to do names!
So smile for the calendar everybody, and turn the page.
I'm glad you are home safe Send. Hubs says Happy New year too! Here's to lots of love, health and happiness for the new year for you, me and everyone on AC.
Oh, and the kitties say hi too!
Traffic was easy at 7 p.m.
We ate, he is ready to sleep.
Alone again, naturally.
Have a wonderful New Year Gershun! Same time zone, in Canada, great!
Best to your hubs too on this occasion, bringing in the New Year with cheer.
3 hours to go in PST.