Mom lives in assisted living and has everything she needs. Nice place but expensive. Mom is depleting her savings in order to afford to live there. Yet she is always complaining and unhappy. I have been her caregiver for over 6 years. It is not easy to handle moms needs and then listen to all the complaints. Today I went to the store early to get mom some things she wanted. When I arrived this morning with her items , she started on me, eventually she told me to just leave, as she says I never stay long and always just come and go anyway. Mom can be very mean and I should be so blessed to have what she has. I have always done what is in her best interest and what mom has wanted, and now she blames me for everything she is unhappy about. Mom say she does not know what to do . I am totaly stressed , what can I or should I do, her money will run out in a couple of years. She can be very mean to me, it seems everthing is my fault. Yet everyone says how sweet mom is, seems she is fine with others but her sone gets all the negative.... Help..!! I am loosing it trying to make my mom happy to the point that it is affecting me , my wife and daily life in general. Mom wants me to listen and do for her all the time. If I do not run or jump when she calls then I do not care. I am having a hard time with this .. It is beginning to affect my health. Scott
She needs to use HER resources to pay for her care. Look into Adult Day Care. Talk to her doctor about whether she needs nursing home care. I believe Medicaid has waivers that will pay for AL in NY. A consult with an elder care attorney would also be a wise move.
We can't afford assisted living. I don't know how it is back in Texas (where we're from), but in New York, it's $4-5K/month! OMG! Whooooo has that kind of money?! (as far as 'average' pp go, that is) She's not on Medicaid. I don't even know how that works. She does have Medicare and supplemental, so her dr visits and meds don't cost anything out of pocket. I just don't know who to turn to for help! (my husband's in Belgium as we speak, then next week he's off to Tokyo and he had just gotten back from San Francisco!) I either need a 'babysitter' to come in for about 4-6 hours/day, midday, or, better yet, I need her someplace where else so I can have MY LIFE back! It's exhausting, depressing, and quite frankly, it's just not friggin' fair. She's given up. I've done everything I can do and she hates it. Why do I have to be subjected to that?
Is your mother eligible for Medicaid? Can she pay for assisted living do you know? If she can afford it, it's time to get here there I think. You must have your own life too.
And then.... suddenly our parents are no longer the same. They see us as not so praiseworthy anymore. They see us as having, somehow, let them down by not making them feel better, when, truth be known, there's no way to make those that get like this feel better...they are at the ends of their lives, losing control and miserable and taking out on us for not doing what we've been able to do all our lives though our actions...making them smile, making them happy and proud.
It can't be done anymore and it's missed by both sides. Knowing this fact, that this stage of our lives is gone, it's time to take stock and realize it and just do what you can, not expecting praise...quite the opposite in fact, from our parents. We need to retrain ourselves to deal with that fact, and and accept the truth of it. Mom/Dad is not going to praise us anymore (or at least rarely) and will instead be mad at us for their aging and the changes in their lives. Take the blame and move on...and be happy. Love them, except who they've become, and let their new negativity it fall off you like water off a duck. You'll be happier for it... let the training begin!
Then he had that bad seizure that put him in the hospital and into continured care that stunk. He was in no way ready to go back home to his apt., but Medicare had DEEMED him ready. The place had nowhere FOR him except in their upstairs Continued Care Unit.
It was horrible. Two beds to each room and the rooms were so small that it was disgusting. They had a big meeting area for all the patients to hang out in..along with having music therapy...yet the whole thing reminded me of nothing but "Somewhere over the Cucoo's Nest".
There was NO was I was going to put my dad there so I put him back in the apartment he wanted to go to. He was fine and I had him on aid for his meds so at least he'd finally take them without forgetting. Horrible place as the MA's would change his Depends and just leave them in the garbage; so that when I came to visit, it stunk to high heaven of urine in there.
The lazy idiots would give him a urinal at the side of his bed and expect him to go on his own..(even though it was their job to get there to help him at night when he called them with the button on his wrist).
Half the time he'd end up spilling it all over the place and he'd feel terrible about it, while he went back to sleep with his room smelling like urine.
I'd spend several night a week there watching him get out of bed and into his transport chair to use the bathroom. I told him to use his call button but he said that by the time THEY got there..he'd have already gone; so I'd get up with him every night and help him myself.
His regular rent was $2400 a month. Once he went on additonal minimum care they raised it to over $3600 while doing basically nothing but give him his meds.
I took a break one day to run home and change clothes..came back; and the aid had him in the bathroom with his wheeled walker (which I had plainly put a sign on to Please DO Not Use). I'd also put a Gait Belt on the walker to be used WHEN he was ready to use it and found it laying on the floor.
This aid had to have unlooped the Gait Belt..thrown in on the floor...and took my dad to the bathroom. I found her standing out in the hallway of my dad's apt.not even WATCHING my dad!!
I was living and asked her what the heck she was doing using the walker I'd specifically asked aids not to her her reply was, "Oh..I didn't know.."
She's lucky she still has a job!!
But it's things like that..things that I have to do for the wellbeing of my dad..that make him just want to die. He often thinks he's too much trouble..is tired of just sitting around all day and sleeping..and there are times he says the same as other parents.."Why can't I just die now and get it over with??"
I won't take that from my dad as he's soo very lucky to be alive and keep telling him that God isn't finished with him yet and has plans for him. He doesn't understand why God has given him all these chances in life while I explain to him that he wouldn't have survived his stroke and recovered like he did..he wouldn't have survived the risky brain surgery that he did if God didn't have more plans for him..
And thus..sometimes when I go to visit him..he's been just plain angry with me. He sometimes hates that I'm there and tells me to go find something to do and just leave him alone. He's gotten better but still talks about wanting to die.
He's much better than half the people at the nursing facility he's at and should be thankful for that..but sometimes I can't blame him. How are WE going to feel when we can't drive, there's nothing that we can do anymore that we used to have fun doing; etc. Sorry for this very long post but I figured that some could relate. Thanks for reading.
How old is your mom and what are her additional health problems beyond the ones that you listed above?
How has she been living on her own in that house where the walls are closing in on her?
What does she mean by closing in on her? Is her house in that bad of shape or is she just board? Can you find out what the doctor actually said? Do you have medical POA for her.
I will say this though, your saint of a husband likely has limits to his sainthood. Several days ago, we learned on a thread of a saintly spouse who had enough verbal abuse from her MIL and left.
Frankly, you don't owe her your retirement and long term health care plan.
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Perhaps you would be more happy yourself and be doing more good to find a client who wants help living, not dying.
Yes, this stress will endanger your health. My family learned the hard way, while Mom's health is as good as it can be. Go figure.
Good luck and continued blessings to you. You are a good person.
I am detaching from the emotional stuff as best I can with someone under the same roof. I don't see much advantage to having in AL or NH. I feel I'd be bugged constantly by her out the management, do for now she is here and I have someone that comes 3 days a week right now just for company and do I can get out. I don't particularly like "Dr. Phil" but I remember c one thing he said on a, show years ago that has stuck with me, "we teach people how to treat us", and we've taught well. We've taught demanding narcissistic parents to expect us to meet their every whim and to make them happy. We have to stop it and start making ourselves happy. Maybe some of our parents can still learn, I don't know, but at least since they're not happy anyway, were spinning wheels. I'm finally learning at 64.
First, I think you need an antidepressant to help you cope with all that negativity. You should also talk to your mother's doctor about slipping her something to improve her mood, as well.
What would happen if your mother was complaining about your sister, and you responded, "Yes, she has always been a selfish b***h." In other words, agree with her that life sucks and then you die. If she doesn't kill you for a sassy answer, I think that it will be easier for you to accept her negativity as something that you can't change, and don't need to change.
Can the two of you make jokes about what idiots the other residents are? If that's too much, just say, "Oh, Mother, you're so good at finding the flaws in people. You could meet Johnny Carson and find him boring." Trying to get her to be nice is a lost cause. Try to get her to laugh.
I don't know if my ideas will work. I just hope you can find some way to cope.