I became my mother's caregiver after my father passed away. I lived with her for about six weeks sleeping on her couch and going to work every day. My husband worked nights so he could stay with her during the day. My daughter slept with me at mom's apartment and my son stayed at home alone. I was not sleeping and couldn't function.
We moved to an accessible house and provided her with a first floor master suite. She was very ill when she moved in and I was caring for her daily needs and working full time in a demanding career. We thought she might live a few months to a year based on her health. My sister (out of state) insisted that my mother find a caregiver. She did although she was unhappy paying out of pocket for this. She had a caregiver 24 hours a day five days a week for about three months.
Fast forward five years and my mother still lives with me. She has broken bones and been in and out of the rehab center but never in an nursing home. She'll say she is very independent but she wins through intimidation. Did I mention my demanding job? If I haven't put a meal on the table by the time she wants it, she comes into the kitchen and says "I guess I should find myself something to eat...My mom indicated that I have a stressful life and I should try to make it better by lessening my stress although she told me she is not part of that stress.
I've gained about fifty pounds, lost interest in my life. I have few interests and my mother wants to follow me around everywhere I go. She has no friends but is happy to say inappropriate things to my friends and then deny them. She does not drive per medical orders but is mad at me about that. She wants me to transport her places but never asks me to take her. She tells me what I will do and when I'll do it. Did I mention that I am an adult?
Sometimes my mother sees herself as a member of the family and sometimes she is a renter (yes she does contribute to our monthly expenses). When I want to take a family vacation she insists on coming because at that time she is family. When she needs something done, I'm her paid servant. I have an entire year of vacation in my bank at work because I go nowhere. When I do take a day off, I act like I'm going to work or she'll hang on me. I go out for breakfast, go to Target, go to a movie and then come home around the normal time. I don't even tell her I have the day off.
I don't want to be with her. I don't want to talk with her. I want some privacy. If I wasn't married to a saint, I couldn't imagine a husband staying. My children do not want to be around her.
I have major guilt about all of this. I have one child in college and one leaving in a few months. She has thrown money at both of them. She'll tell me she is helping them with expenses I think because she feels guilty living with me. I tell her that if she wants to give or lend them money that is between them and i don't want to be a part of it.
Attempting to find free or low-income respite care has been unsuccessful. Even medicaid, I was told, requires the person to pay something like $1600 out of pocket for at-home care before it kicks in by the state. (This adviser was a caseworker for a senior agency who had her financial information.)
I wish "caregiver stress" was my only life problem because by itself it wouldn't be so severe at this point. It's one of several stressors converging on me. If I want respite, I think I'm going to need to check into a mental institution...except they aren't free!
BTW, it's totally ironic that the spell checker with the web server's software doesn't recognize "stressors" or "stressor" as words!!!!
Take care of your health. It will go down and if she has narcissistic disorder like my mom she won't care. Put your foot down about the way she treats your friends because even if they love you they will eventually distance themselves. If you have depression maybe meds will help. They didn't help me because the doctor said that when you are stuck in a situation that there is no hope for change the meds won't help. Take control now. Don't let her control anything in your life. Thank God for your husband. I have no one. My daughter helps me with things but works and has a family so I don't even tell her how bad things get.
And it never ceases to amaze me to read all these posts and realize there are so many people going through the same thing - a whole subculture of dementia caregiving.
Which does give a tiny bit of comfort for the few minutes a person in this position can find/spare to read any of them, particularly when you find others enduring worse scenarios than your own (and you usually can).
There is merit in being able to feel some amount of unity/community, and even some compassion - and ultimately, a whole bunch of folks to add to your prayer list. Then it's back to your own reality, where prayer is your primary survival tool.
Sending out mental hugs and prayers for all of you now!
My advice to both of you to seriously think about a home for your Mom. I know the guilt. I also know that in some way, my Dad going into the NH has lightened my load just a bit. Its' very sad. I love my Dad. But nowhere does it say we have to give up all hope of happiness, give up our own lives so that they can live and continue to ruin our lives. That is a choice that you've decided --you've decided to give up your own lives unless you change your thinking now.
My Dad's mom went into a home and he went over and fed her just like I'm doing for him. My Mom - her sister took care of both my grandparents for many, many years. My mother did not care for her parents and lead a rather social life. If my mother gets to a point where she cannot live alone, she will not come live with me. Not because I don't love her, I do. But I love me too and I love my husband and my kids. It would ruin my marriage and I've decided after four years of this to put myself first.
luv you both
-SS
Why don't you do yourself a big favor and say "today I start taking care of me". Ask your doctor to help you get on track. Maybe antidepressants? Counseling if you can afford it? Don't look at it as a failing but as feeling you are worth it because you are. Don't let your mom suck all the life out of you or steal your joy. Don't let her have that kind of control. Once you feel better, I think you'll see things in a whole new perspective. Your mom may not change, she may always try to control you, butt in when she shouldn't, be unlikeable. But you can find new ways to cope with her. You are a good person to take care of her. You are capable of working at a stressful job. You have a family. Mom just plays a part in this scenario. You have the lead part. I wish you the best. I care and want to know how things go for you.