I submit this question simply with honesty. After caring for both MIL and FIL for two years..........the thing that gags me is "teeth." Yes, worse than poop for me. My FIL (now deceased) had false teeth. He would pry them from his mouth dripping with saliva and hand them to me. Sure, I put gloves on, etc...but for some reason those teeth really triggered my gag reflex.
Now my MIL is unable to brush her teeth and I have to do it.. or things get really stinky. It is the hardest thing I do. Anyone else comment on one particular thing that she/he finds "stomach upsetting"?
Personally, I admire the person that has a " hate" but who has the guts to get up each day, face the object of hate, put the hate aside and complete the task to make someones life better. Thank goodness for these folks!
Hate is a hard horrible word that is filled to nothing with nothing but negativity.
We can be angry, frustrated, down, depressed, but hate is a form of abuse. (IN MY OWN OPINION). We need to rise above those that hate, and show them love.
im the vlad putin of family carers . shake your right hand and smile and shiv ya in the brain stem with my left . ( so to speak )
Hammer toes,bunions,deep corns & wants me to clip toenails.
Coughing phlem into tissue & pulling tissue apart to look at it.
Blowing nose and wiping on her nitegown or clothing.
Picking at her face and leaving huge marks on it.
Coughing phlem into her hand and staring at it while it drips. OMG.
Her legs are so messed up with purpora from drugs and paper thin skin drooping.
Smearing dog crap on white tile saying she cleaned it up.
Splatter on both toilet seats & wont clean them. (I refuse to).
Scratching till bleeds on sheets & wont let me change them. (They are not dirty).
Wiping her phlem on sofa & dog licks it. Kleenex is right there.
There is more but I might have to go rest my stomach.
I can't even type any more about it - ugh.....................................
I keep a pack of the disinfecting wipes by the toilet. Every time somebody goes, just get a wipe and rub it under the set all the way around. It really cuts down on some of the yuck factor. I have 2 teenagers & wonder how on earth "that" gets up under there. When mom lived with us....it just defied physics.
I also wipe the inside of the toilet lid, since it gets misted when the toilet flushes....if you shut the lid first.
When my mom eats, she makes these grunting noises. Is it due to physical problems: reflux, or is it a bad habit? Who knows? But it's gross.
Sorry to tell on ya, Mom!
Sharon
No my mum has lovely feet small and petite but she sees a chiropodist regularly as she knows a chiropodist isnt going to put her in a home so she dosnt mind going to her?? yeh they are clever!
You would need a belt sander to start fixing it. She is in complete denial about it. She likes to pick at her feet with her bare hands and any kind of clipper/pointy thing she can get her hands on. She won't let them air out.
When her blood sugars are better controlled, it starts to recede a little bit, but most of the time it's just revolting.
id have a hard time doing anything remotely intimate for a man . not interested in seeing a male body .
this is out there but one of the worst gag moments i ever had was while having china buffet dinner with a woman she reached over with glazed eyes and droolling and forked the last remaining mussle on the halfshell so hard the saucer rattled -- without asking if anyone else wanted it or if wed like to get more of them .. really ? this sob was a prescribing phsyc doc . if shes stalking me and reads this , tough s*it . thats some messed up personal manners ..
She must suck the life out of the steak? she says her teeth hurt so fair enough i just dont know how you can eat a steak with no teeth! I told my brother to shoot me if i ever eat like this!
I have found them in the most bizarre places and lets just say i have my OWN MUG yep dont trust picking up a cup here her teeth are bound to have been left in there a few days!
oh really feel sick now! has put me off my tea and chocolate biscuit!
But when it comes to ANYTHING from my mom - here comes the hairball! It's psychological. I never could stand for her to touch me ever. Her hands are hot. Now, I can't handle it. Hair brushing, butt wiping, the whole thing.
Of course, when we visit, all she wants me to do is get her clothes off and look at every little spot on her body that has itched since the last visit, and to clean out her ears, and stand in the bathroom while she spends half an hour farting and pooping and stinking up the entire wing of the place. I'm not there to steady her or anything functional. She just demands I go in there with her, which I will absolutely not do.
Her feet gag me. Her hairbrush gags me. Being asked to scratch her back gags me. It has to be with my bare fingers, not a back scratcher, of course. "Come look at how long the hair on my legs is!" gags me.
In the past few years she has lost any and all sense of personal hygiene and decorum. She used to be neat as a pin, super private with anything body related, and could hardly bring herself to talk about the birds & bees when it was time. She wouldn't recognize herself now.