I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
Anyway, it is frustrating and knowing it will be over soon is what keeps me going. May sound cold & uncaring but it will be better for both of us then.
LoisCorrine90....yep "old fart carts" is what they are. Glad I could give you a chuckle!! And I feel like a whiner when I read your post ...you have been together 70 years and I am complaining about 1.5 at 58 yrs old? Shame on me! Kudos to you Lois for being there!!
Well, prayers and hugs go out to all. We will survive this despite the craziness that surrounds us every day. We are doing a good thing regardless of the times we get angry, stressed and just plain sick of it. It's not that we owe our parents anything. God knows I did a lot for my parents when they weren't working or needed help over the years. It's what we do, however, wiping butts, bathing, making sure meds are taken and they are comfortable sounds easy but it is the worst job I have ever had. No wonder the NH cost so much to live there! Those people don't like working for nothing either..what a scam I think sometimes. Whatever. Got to go check & make sure Dad take 02 off to smoke that "real" cigarette! Have a great day. :)
Another whine -- my mother's bp has been high, so the doctor prescribed a new medication to be taken 3 times a day. My mother has to have someone hand her a pill when it comes time. It is the only thing that works. So there went the unencumbered afternoon. Grrr, for one stupid pill. It has worked, but at what cost to me?
Heading toward a major crash and burn I can feel.
Tsk. Now you see, I really am losing my mischievous sense of humour. Because about her BP and blood sugars, the Old Me would have been thinking "Wow! Is that a challenge..?" But now, nothing. Just maybe teach her some relaxation techniques and insist she practice them every time she starts playing you up.
I remember the morning my dad passed. I had called my brothers to come quickly cuz I knew it wasn't going to be long. When we told mother that he'd passed it was as if she could care less. That hurt me to the core... how could his wife of 60 years be so blase' about his death? Well...simple answer. Alzheimer's. It had stolen her most precious memories.
Thanks for all the healing vibes!! It's working :)) or the pain pills are ;)
Wanting this to be over doesn't sound cold or uncaring. A certain point is reached in life when the quality is gone and the only thing remaining is suffering. Hard on all involved. Funny how your dad asked about Thanksgiving. My mom is always thinking it's Christmas. If the grocery store is crowded, people are shopping for Christmas. If there's a lot of traffic, it's Christmas...
Too bad your dad won't go for someone coming in the house a few hours a week. Oregon is pretty good when it comes to elderly care. I absolutely ADORE the lady I found to care for mom. She is awesome!! Very professional and caring. She takes care of everything mom. Her bathroom, her clothes, her bed and bathing. She water colors with mom, takes her for a walk, does her TOES and nails.... just an awesome lady. Your dad might just like to have someone come in and devote all their time to him. This way you can run away for a few hours!! LOL!! Yesterday I took my silly pittie to the river... we splashed and played for 3 hours of glorious alone time. Came home, mom was sparkling...her clothes were washed and put away and fresh linens on the bed!! I LOVE IT!
Roseburg is a nice size city if I recall... very pretty and hilly. Much bigger than Lebanon for sure!!
Yes, we are doing a good thing regardless... most days I am proud that I stepped up when the others disappear. It will all be fine in the end :)
Dad and I seem to fight constantly now.
Do I tell my other siblings how bad it is becoming?
I quit my job 6 months ago so that he could spend as much time as possible at his cabin.
We couldn't allow him to do that on his own....
I feel trapped.
I just put an e-mail out to my siblings that I can't do this anymore...
Dad and I are at the cabin and I don't have my car here.
The 4 hour drive home is going to be awful, but I have told him and my sibs, that as soon as I am in town, I am moving out.... :(
mom was our window to the real world and im forever grateful .
I am so sorry you are hurting so bad today..... take care of yourself.... it doesn't matter anymore with her.... her needs are met.... she is taken care of....and the rest is for you!!!!! Sending you hugs of understanding this morning...
I have no idea what I'd do if my mother really reverted back to the way she was years ago
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we all need to come back here in 15 yrs to see what our ingrate kids are saying about US .
ie;
my dad lives in the basement . he has always been a belligerant control freak , addicted to pretty much everything . the deaf sob plays acid rock music at the top of his stereo capacity , tosses beer bottles into a pile in front of the garage and has a vocabulary that peels paint . we pay most of the bills cause he says hes paid his share " go to hell " . doc says hes moderate stage dementia but im telling you hes always been a b*tch . he makes living here quite difficult . we dont want to put him in a home cause quite frankly hed throat stab us . were stuck i guess because he needs our help and we love being here , hes just difficult on a good day .
My sig other's two grown kids would be saying why is Dad and his wife living at such an expensive high class senior resort... and driving a new brand new Jeep Wranger with the top open and the doors off, neither of them should be driving at 83.... what in the world are they thinking, they should be rocking chairs on the front porch.... what do you mean, they are going to a Rolling Stone's concert in London, isn't Mick 86 year old.... OMG, they are spending our inheritance !!
Jeeeeezus....