Many of us, myself included, come from a dysfunctional family which adds a lot of weight to the challenges of caregiving. I have read stores on various threads on other topics and decided it would be good to have a thread just for this topic for people to share, vent and discuss.
The idea for this thread originated on the thread named "The Caregiver....How are YOU doing today?"
Its my aim not to be that percentage who die first. I live in Australia and I am guessing most people here are in USA. Help for Carers and those needing care is pretty good here. The hard part is getting it. If my husband was 65 or over he would at least be in respite care by now. However we recently introduced a National Disability Insurance Scheme or NDIS which allow for someone like my husband, if the doctor and specialist reports support it, to be assessed under the Aged Care Act On 22.2.19 his psychiatrist is putting him in hospital for two weeks observation and I am not ashamed to say I will be pushing for such a report. I am only 61 and I think 41 of those years is enough to give him. I have noticed that when a person has Dementia their true nature comes through. My mother was a very unhappy person most of her life and others always told me what a fun and happy person she used to be. The more her Alzheimer’s progressed the more this lovely person came out. Someone I never knew. My husband is just as self absorbed and controlling but without the filters. He also has an uncanny ability to make people feel sorry for him. He is not a bad person just a selfish one who somehow has three adults running around like a chook with no head doing his bidding
I wanted to share two bits of good news today. After a lifetime of untreated mental health issues Mom was finally put on an SSRI and the change is dramatic. She no longer complains 24/7, when she shows signs of aggressiveness it does not escalate, she is not picking on Dad like before and she actually smiles and laughs now and again. I have been pushing for this forever but Sis is Medical POA and she was very resistant. For a very short time a couple years ago, after Mom had a bout of Psychosis, Sis did agree to have Mom put on Psych meds but that was short lived. I think she was worried there would be side effects. Anyway Sis is also thrilled with the improvement in Mom so I doubt she will start second guessing her decision. Fingers crossed.
My second bit of good news is I am applying for an opening in a different program in another school. The new job would be less stressful and I hear good things about the team and lead teacher. It will be a cut in pay but I really don't care. I want out of where I am. I love the staff I work with but we are all burned out by our toxic boss. She is the quintessential gas lighter and people seldom last more than two years under her. I am in my fourth year and enough is enough. I spoke with the head of Special Ed and she thinks my chances are good to get the new position. She was really nice and said I would be a good fit for the job. She also said she thought I would be happy there. I thought that was sweet of her.
Sis and I have come to a truce of sorts, mostly because I stay out of her way. I purposely did not attend an advanced directive meeting for Dad. Sis does not listen to any input from me so there was no need for me to be there. My brother went because he shares conservatorship with Sis and he said it was a circus. Dads dementia has gotten much worse. Sis kept trying to get him to state his wishes but Dad just went off on delusional rambles til finally the lawyer quietly told her that Dad was obviously not competent to contribute in a meaningful way. Sis got defensive and said she was respecting our Dads right to have a say, which would be fine but he is not able to do that. I am so glad I did not go.
Thanks for listening, I havethe next week off from school so I hope to pop in more often. Take care everyone.
Welcome to the newcomers, Panda, Security and Gabnea, Sissi Girlsaylor! And anyone I may have missed.
Girlsaylor, you spoke my heart and mind on the posting. I get CRS when I am posting (Cant remember s**&T). Also, its wonderful how you have come to terms with the a abuse from siblings and narcissitic mother. Sometimes I can laugh at my sisters antics but the pain is so deep rooted in me that I am still bitter. I am not ugly enough nor do I want to be that way to seek revenge about so many things. ANyway the time is past for past harms. Last nite I dreamt of a time when my sister just came in room and snatched the covers off me while I slept. I just pulled them back on and layed back down she came in and did it again. I was maybe 17 or 18 at the time maybe younger and had my lady thing going on. Well she came back and did the same and then went in my parents rooms to look out the window. My dog who slept on the foot of the bed (which my father didnt care for but gave in I guess) went and jumped on my sister behind the blinds. He was a german shephard. Starteled her good. But thats the spirit of our relationship. I guess then I didnt have the heart to face her ugly or my mothers. I stay in amazement at how accepted that as a norm for so long. It makes the scars go deeper.
Golden, your post bought back memories. I used to drive south a good 12 hour ride and back in then it was the worst thing to get caugt behind one of those farm machine trucks or a school bus. So furstrating in a two way road. I got a good smile out of that one.
I am still not caught up.
Security, I feel for you in my heart. Its very painful and vindictive to be blocked out of a loved ones care.
Speaking of which I found an old form sent by the teacher's retieremant leagal department sealed to be returned with forms for my sister and her son to be health care proxy, power of attorney over care and finances and being able to gift. It was not signed. My mother a true narc and obsessived with controlling and weilding power just like my sister would never sign away her power. I still dont know if it was done though this was stamped 4/18/18. Its not even amazing. Its proof of the shifty behaviour. Everything they try to blame and project on me is what they are guilty of.
So I continue to apply for housing. have to lchange income on application again. Its lower since I took the trip to korea. No work no pay. I will also in contact with casemanger for the meals on obtain some type of home care.
Right now I am sought of consumed with finishing these test I have been taking. I am waiting for approval for a cat scan with contrast. They saw something in lthe MRI but it wasnt clear. Still have to see about thyroid, So even though its not a concious worry. I know deep inside its wearing on me. I was already down but sometimes I really dont care. It seems I can get up and plan something that I have to do for someone else and find it so hard to do what I need to do in my space and time that will make me feel better and take a load off my mind.
I have to get some glasses. I think that is part of my issue. I have to pairs broken. I wear contacts. Plenty of those. I get them really cheap, But once my day is done and I go up to my room I take them out so I can read and watch my series I need reading glases see. Then I cant see for daisies anything not right in front of my face. I watch shows on my phone. I dont watch tv and if I do its very close to the bed.
So this week schools out for presidents day and winter break so I will be taking Sham's children iceskating. Dreamt about that too. But I dont think I will be gettin on the ice. I may be too much for these old joints!:) lol. But who knows. In dream I was skating threw slush went up on an embankment and did somersalt in the air and then was sliding on my but on the ice. Whew! Scary but I have always been kind of adventurous and crazy. Anyways I am looking forward!!
Just know that my heart and support in spirit prevails.
I will always be a work in progress, just wish it wasnt so painful. Some times those flashbacks hit hard. Sometimes my mother will do or say or act in her norm and its nasty and then I remember who she was and things she did knowing this fool is going to always come back no matter what I do.
The thing is, sometimes I feel like that fool. Ms. fix it. Ms make it right. and I get bitter from the gaslighting that I had no clue on the game.
So anyways Praise God, I am still walking around with a head on my shoulders and I havent given up hope, I get down and dont care but I still hope to see justice and real love and feel normal one of these old days.
Love peace and happiness to everyone.
My mother has struggled with mental illness all of her life but never sought any kind of treatment...even when my sisters and I offered to pay for everything. As a mental health professional, I can't diagnose family members or close friends (ethical issues) but I can say she meets the DSM-5 criteria for Borderline Personality Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder, GAD, mild agoraphobia, and bulimia. My late father was an alcoholic; my grandmother was bi-polar, and miscellaneous family members were physically and sexually abusive.
When I would open up to individuals who were not raised in craziness, they just don't understand.....good for them as I have a mixture of jealousy and gratefulness they don't know what it was like.
She is now living with me because no one else can stand her. Her grandchildren haven't spoken to her in over two years because of her hatefulness and my sister and I are on our last efforts after unsuccessful attempts at senior living and hiring caregivers. She was so verbally abusive to the last caregiver, she left in the middle of the day while I was at work. After hearing all of the horrible things my mother said to her...I couldn't blame her.
Anyway...thank you for this forum and the opportunity to vent.
I feel a lot of things right now....shock, disbelief, sadness, also mixed with relief that she's not suffering anymore.
I've called sis and let family know, will be making arrangements in the next day or two. Oldest daughter called and going to stop by here in a bit. Just....still trying to process everything. I got kind of emotional when I was up there talking to the staff and when I went in to see her, but it's more of just this shell shocked, worn-out feeling right now...
Your mother's difficult journey has ended. Hopefully your caregiving journey ends as well. Take care of and be kind to yourself. Many emotions right now. And that's all right.
So, I called her back later that evening. If I don't call 2x on Sunday, I'm a rotten daughter. Yeah, it was back to her greatest hits. Never thought she'd be living alone, she doesn't eat right, she barely had anything to eat that day (now mind you she was just fine around mid-afternoon, no complaints at all), she even groused about how her parents behaved at her wedding. She couldn't remember if they congratulated her. The wedding was over 65 years ago, give it up already. She drags up every wrong, real or perceived, ever done to her. She's had such a horrible life. She's done everything for everyone, now no one (aka - me) will help her. To be honest, she's done stuff, true enough, but she always made sure everyone knew she did something, never just a silent good deed, had to be announced far and wide.
She went on a rant how she wanted to move away after my dad passed away more than 50 years ago, but she didn't get her way. She says 'you kids' said no.
What is wrong with that statement? Maybe the fact that YOU were the adult, YOU were in charge. If you felt it best to move, then you needed to do so. I told her that once, and she said oh I hate when you say that, that I was in charge. Well, you WERE. She also doesn't think that it was her job to make sure we were fed, clothed, and had a roof over our heads. That was above and beyond, because my dad died. No that is part of any parent's job, whether married or single. She now has added the refrain of I wished I never had children, especially if I knew what I know now. Great. So you'd be all alone, no one to do your bidding or bitch to every other day. But we do nothing for her.
I was thinking, and she's been really a joyless person for the majority of the time I've known her. She gets her only joy if she's the center of attention or gets her way. But never played with us as kids, never read stories, just do your chores, get your work done. If we achieved anything, she wasn't really happy for us, it was more of a feather in her cap. She never had one conversation ever, so what do you want to do in life.....she assumed that I had a few options: secretary/office worker, teacher, maybe a nurse. She never brought up nursing because she's squeamish. If she wasn't interested, just assumed we surely could not be interested.
So I got through the half bad conversation last evening, and now of course, she's not picking up tonight. I've not been there since Christmas, and frankly, her bad attitude just pushes the idea of a visit further and further out of my mind. I'm sure if I ever go there, she'll be bitching about how long it's been since I've been there. Her line is, if you don't want me to live with you, then you have to visit more often. No, that doesn't mean it at all. I've almost said, I'm going to see if your friend's helper would stop by here and help you out. I'll pay. Seriously, I would if it'd improve her attitude one bit. I'd probably hear how great the helper is, unlike her awful daughter.
So very sorry for your loss.
such a shock
thinking of you in the days ahead
Sissiu - Your Mom likely has a Mental health issue. It has nothing to do with what kind of daughter you are. I'm sorry you are dealing with this.
Then to top it off I accidently lost my debit card on the way to work and missed it as I stopped to pick up lunch, I had it when I left the house so I ordered a new one via fed ex and I hope it gets here before thursday because I am taking the children iceskating. The ringer is the central park skating rink only takes cash no credit or debit cards. I just really want to get this over and off my mind.
I am due for a reassessment for my therapy. Got these tests and worry. then it time for taxes also.
I was reading some of the post and its so sad the pain that we go through in life and the wounds and rippling effects.
My mother giggled at me today when I came with her food this afternoon. She hasnt been eating but she ate part of her breakfast sandwich. I pray for understanding guidance and wisdom and strength. Sometimes knowing her spirit in the past causes me think and feel like a fool.
I am in a good place spiritually. I feel a little stronger than the past few days.
Its like I dont have much choice, some things I cant change and I slowly work on finding the strength and understanding to change the things I can. Its hard. But I truly dont want to be going through these issues the rest of my life so I go lots of work to do now.
Rays of love peace and healing to everyone.
I am so sorry for the loss of your mother.
Will respond to posts later. Just chilling for now and may be take in an IMAX or something like that.
Take care all.