My mother has dementia. I make nice cooked food for her and then she doesn't finish it and 15 minutes later she's hungry and asks for cup of soup with a slice of bread. She forgets that she had eaten. I get upset with her and also asking the same question every 5 minutes..like what day is it, then i would say Monday and then 5 minutes later she would ask...is it sunday today, then i would say ...no it is Monday and so it goes on and on. She also makes funny noises while watching tv and when i wash her. Why is this.. Please help and give advise.
My kids doesn't want to come and visit anymore because of my mother and it upsets me because i do love my mother and i do not want to choose. How do I handle this?
I have heard my mother's stories so many times now that I can say them along with her. As many times as she tells them, she uses the same words for the major points. It was irritating for a while, but it doesn't bother me anymore. I guess it is because I accepted that it is what it is, so I just go with it. My mother has other thinking problems (obsessions) that are hard to deal with, so the repetitive stories seem tame now. They are just part of old age and dementia.
Sorry you got some harsh answers. Many of us know exactly what you are talking about and know how nerve wracking it can be. How you feel is very normal, so go easy on yourself. It helped me to lower my own standards when it comes to cooking and cleaning -- things I never liked to do, anyway. :)
What has helped me deal with exactly the same behavior in my mother is to accept what is and detach my emotions, except for love. Let her be.
You don't have to answer the questions. Can she still tell time? Then write down the schedule for meals and snacks and post it on the fridge. Her eating preferences will change. Just when you adapt to one set of circumstances, everything will change. You can count on that, so there's nothing to get upset about. This is simply the normal course of the disease.
Perhaps medications (for her, although maybe for you too) would help. After 10 years of avoiding what I think of as *strong* drugs for Mom, I recently took her doctor's advice and started her on two prescriptions designed to tone down the repetitive, compulsive, incredibly annoying behaviors. This has been a big help for both of us.
Blessings to you and your loved ones that you soon are able to find some happy compromises in these difficult circumstances.
It's like that Pete and Repeat joke you heard as a kid. Pete and Repeat are out on a boat. Pete fell out. Who was left? Repeat. Pete and Repeat are out on a boat, etc, etc. it drives me crazy. I try to have patience, but it gets the better of me. I have found a wonderful caregiver who does excellent respite care. She takes her out several times a week, for drives, for ice cream, shopping etc. and she's so reasonably priced. I have complete trust in her and she's been a God send. With her and another lady who comes to clean her house twice a week, it's manageable at least for now. I try not to think about what happens when her dimentia gets worse. I'm taking it one step at a time
My mom refuses to go to assisted living or adult day care and is extremely difficult. She fights me all the way. Thank God I have a POA.
Mt advice is to check in your area for ads. There are a lot of people out there who offer respite care. I just happened to see an ad posted in a local diner. She is well known here and came highly recommended. Believe me it will make your life a whole lot easier and you can reclaim your life and your sanity. Good luck!
If they are actually "kids",I understand how it can be scary and confusing for them.. You could have them make her a card or bring something they did at school...
As much as possible I try to keep my sense of humor, as both parents have dementia. I don't argue with them when they see something that isn't there. Sometimes I just pretend to pick it up and carry it out of the room. Sometimes they talk to people who aren't there, but hey! At least they're not talking to me.
I try to make it a point every day to hug them and kiss them and tell them I love them. Some days it's easier than others, but I find it seems to ground them, and when I do that they always know who I am. I would hate to be living in a situation where nobody touched me or told me they loved me. Doesn't mean we don't have arguments too, but I'm there because I love them.
Oh, and the anti-depressants (for me) help a lot too!
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