Yesterday was a really bad day for my mom slept most of the day when it came time for dinner could hardly get up tried to go to the bathroom sat on the toliet forgotton to lift her robe and nightgown up sat down couldnt eat just stared into space shes been battling dementia for abut two years and each day just gets worse its getting harder to watch the decline the woman I knew is gone and I have to ask why is this still going on shes 97 and has had a great life so why does she and everyone else have to keep going on like this things are only going to get worse each day .
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Right now my mother is on her fourth day with no food, but still accepts water. She's stopped using words to communicate with me but relies on meaningful looks and gestures. I'm not certain whether she can still use words or not. My sister's supposed to come by this afternoon, but has suddenly developed a rash and has to see her doctor first. I'm holding her to the visit though because I want to see if my mother will speak to her and is only taking the easy way with me. My sister thinks I should call in the crisis team from hospice, but I'm putting that off as long as possible. My mother isn't uncomfortable or in pain, so I'd like to keep things peaceful for as long as possible.
Like Lastowski, I'm in this alone with her physically, although I also speak almost daily with my brother who lives about 600 miles away. My sister lives closer, but she seems to have trouble coming to terms with the situation and makes excuses not to visit. On one hand, I want to tell them my fears that my mother won't be with us much longer, but on the other hand I suspect it's more for my own comfort than anything else. There's nothing anyone can do — she's reaching the end of her lifespan and her heart is simply giving out. Today I notified my brother that the end might be near, but now I'm wondering if I did the right thing. There's nothing he can do except fly out and wait for her to die. I don't think I'm being heartless, but what's going on seems so natural although sad and drawn out. My hope is that at some point she'll pass away quietly in her sleep, and I'm so grateful that she doesn't seem to be in pain. If she were, I'd certainly want it all to end as soon as possible. As it is, it feels like I'm just waiting, waiting, waiting for an inevitable conclusion. And feel guilty for wanting it to be over before it might get worse.
Dementia sucks! That's all there is to it, and I will personally take terminal cancer over Dementia any day!
"What is God's plan in my life and how can I serve Him in my living?". We all need to feel useful and relevant. I too have struggled with depression after a divorce, losing a loved one, having something not work out with a project that I worked hard at or not receiving praise or recognition I thought should be deserved. One tends to get myopic at those times.
If we believe and know that we are not here for our personal gratification and that God has use for us as long as we are on this planet, then our mission becomes not about ourselves but about how we can do His will every day we are here. No matter what we are going through, others are watching us, interact with us, are influenced by us.
So often as a Christian in the past I have wondered how best to witness to others without putting anyone on the offensive. Yet we are taught that's what we are to do. Here is what I think - that by our ACTIONS and our BEHAVIOR people can be inspired, feel the strength to go on one more day, feel better about themselves. And by doing that, focusing on our daily mission to be of service, we quit thinking about our own negative issues. To me, having someone see that and asking me "how can you be happy when fill-in-the-blank is going on?". THAT is how we witness and how life can become filled with more will to get up day after day.
trunner...it is not unusual what you are feeling. Secondly, based on personal experience with my mother, whom died of "complications associated with dementia", I won't repeat what others here have said. But, I would suggest that you are probably very tired and weary of your up & down, 2 year + battle caring for your mom. That weariness, both physical and mental, can affect your judgement.
I've seen where people, due to being worn-out and/or "wanting their life back", have hastily made decisions for their ill loved one that they later regretted. At the time they made the decisions, their head was in another place due to a long struggle. Keep that in mind before making any decisions pertaining to your mother's care, as well as things that effect you and your life.
Make sure you are giving yourself time away to de-stress and relax and clear the head on a regular basis, to keep you healthy physically, mentally and emotionally and at your best for your mom's sake.
Giving B12 shots....oh my, where is that Dr's compassion, to keep her more awake?
I despair. This is why Dr's do not support euthanasia, it is something that a civilised society needs to come to terms with, rather than have these poor old people go through every kind of agony to spare Dr's consciences.
It needs a serious debate. Stuff the religious lot, it is down to an individual's rights
and desires. Unpleasant but the world is a crazy place where you would be fined
and imprisoned if it were a pet.
A living will in the UK can help on the resuscitation bit, but does not go fair enough,
I see this as a fundimental human right, do not tell me what to do, and I will not tell you what to do either.
Wouldn't it be great if you could simply be let go. We have witnessed 2 lots of
people go down to nothing, human skeletons who were family members, and this
is right???? I think not.
I think sight has been lost about how long and why we are keeping people alive for so long. If a person is not on every heart, bp, cholesterol, etc. med they can get their hands on and palliative care is what comes first people would be allowed to live and to die more naturally and still pain free. My grandmother, who I adored, died of a blocked bowel at 83. She was still in her home, although she'd broken her hip two years prior she still was able to drive, keep her home reasonably, cook in her kitchen and garden in her yard. We all helped her with yard stuff and getting her out, etc. but she was self sufficient. Two days before her death my 16 year old daughter and I stopped by and borrowed a necklace for her to wear to a dance. So except for a growing 'green apple belly' that weekend, before it got mortally threatening, she was living a real life.
When she needed to be rushed by ambulance on a Sunday night to the ER she asked that they not turn on the siren so as not to alarm her neighbors! The condition, likened to a 'heart attack to the bowel' took her life within 36 hours and she had a DNR and a living will. So there was no corrective surgery and she was well medicated to handle her pain. She also loved her red meat and had a steak when she wanted it before she passed away. If she wanted pie she had it. Her weight was right for her height because she was reasonably active, although she had terrible arthritis and a bad back.
Here's my point. She took care of her health and was on little medication and died having lived a full life until the day almost that she passed away. There were no nursing homes, urine bags and catheters, diapers, nasty institutional food, no body screaming senselessly down the hall lying naked and tied down to their bed. Which is the kind of place my 92 year old mother in law, who has her senses but whose body has quit for the most part on her, is stuck. And she is on two bp meds, Crestor, something for her chronic UTI's, can't see to read, can't hold a pen to write, and has none of her favorite furnishings around her that were in her home of 52 years.
From all of this I take that at about 80 I am going off any life prolonging medications and eating as much red meat, drinking as much red wine and doing what makes total sense to me. Dying is a PART of life. I think sometimes the medical community has forgotten that, or they are afraid to be sued. The big lesson is to be proactive and plan how YOU want to live, and die.
Of course now she remembers none of that - I have placed her in a nursing home as I am handicapped also and can no longer care for her or keep her clean, etc. - but when I go to visit,, she thinks she's just been there a day or two at the most and begs to go home. (And home is with her Mommy - not at the home she has lived in the past 67 years or so and reared her children in, etc.) So even if I do take her home,k she still begs to GO HOME.
I feel no guilt about wishing her torment and confusion - anger and hurt would end as well as her physical pain. Her heart and lungs are working strong but the mother I knew has long been gone and this VESSEL carries only a struggling remanent of the Mom I knew.
It distresses her, me and the staff when I visit as she obsesses about "going home" over and over the rest of the day/evening. Accuses everybody of turning against her, wanting her possessions (which amounts to nothing money-wise) The hardest part is the hate in her eyes as she beleives what she is saying at the time. I've steeled myself not to feel guilty to wish she'd peacefully leave this earth - she's almost 95 years old and not really living anyway.
So be patient and be kind to yourself upon her passing. Don't cause yourself to have a stroke or heart attack or nervous breakdown trying to do something you can not do - especially bring her back to herself....
Good luck and know you are understood.....
There are many challenges and fortunately an equal number of solutions. The thing is, this disease is dynamic instead of static so events are changing all the time. I currently set a timer for whatever my wife’s frequency is (3 hours during the day and 4 hours during the night) and assist to ensure that it is done properly. Although inconvenient it saves a lot of unnecessary work and wasted time.
A few decades ago, parents died at a much younger age. These days we find ourselves bound to parental care. What are the solutions? I don't have any, but I know it's a problem area that's spreading at a rapid rate. In my country, the aged are surpassing what little avenues are available....and even these avenues don't work for nothing. Everyone has to get their cut! Oh yes, there's good business for cashing into aged-care these days. Come one, come all!
Surgeons don't even blink an eye at heart by-passes aged 80 and over. Gosh! We didn't even survive to that age not to long ago, so where will this all lead to?
The circumstances are different but the feelings are the same.