I am an only child, caring from a distance. My mom (73, very tottery, lifelong depressive) is very prone to falls. Recently she fell in her apartment. She had her phone with her but didn't call for help for over 24 hours. Instead she rolled, scooched and struggled so that she was covered in scrapes and bruises. She seems proud of her injuries, mentioning them in every phone conversation. (I now speak to her both morning and evening to be sure she is ok.)
The day after this latest fall we sent her a video done by a very elderly man about how to get up from a fall. She watched it once, on her phone. I waited a couple of days, then asked her if she had watched it again. She hasn't.
I am finding myself really angry about this. I am not there to see, of course, how she spends her time, but she seems to be pretty capable of doing what she chooses, but not the things that would save her life when she falls again.
How do I cope? Is she neglecting herself, or am I overreacting?
I have called her home health care providers, her doctor, and the young friend who runs her errands. What else can I do? She was very unhappy the last time I called the sheriff in her area to check on her when she didn't answer her phone for 24+ hours.
Signed - at my wit's end
Perhaps it's a blessing in disguise that I have much the same body type as her; though I am just 50, I already have quite a bit of stiffness and joint / connective tissue pain. So I am sympathetic. I'm also terrified. Will I end up in the same shape?
I'm sure the docs have probably checked for this already, but the falls and your description of "shuffling tiny steps" make me wonder about Parkinson's disease.
Your mother is living in a suitable environment, among people who know her well and are, clearly, keeping a close eye on her. Or as close an eye as she will let them, anyway. Take comfort from that.
You tell her you want to know what's going on. Then when she gives you the full gory picture you think she's enjoying it. Supposing she hadn't sent you pictures, and you'd decided to visit her, and found her covered in bruises - you'd have gone ballistic that she hadn't told you the whole truth, wouldn't you? She can't win, really, can she.
Are you sure you want Power of Attorney? I agree that it makes life much easier administratively; but with the greatest respect you are, for very good reasons, not involved in your mother's day to day care. You don't pay her bills, you don't oversee her activities, you're not responsible for her welfare; and, here's the key thing, YOU DO NOT HAVE TO BECOME SO, either.
Please don't take this as a criticism: I don't believe children *should* automatically assume or accept responsibility for their parents. And you have other, important obligations: you're not even particularly well-placed to take on a greater burden of care for your mother.
What concerns me is that you mentioned almost casually that your brother took his own life a year ago, and that you felt you ought to get that sorted out in your own mind.
Er, yes, you should. I cannot imagine what level of anxiety and guilt you must be carrying from such a tragic family event, and my heart goes out to you. It does not surprise me that you are in a state of constant worry about your mother, nor that she is giving you chapter and verse about what is going on in her life.
Tell me, does she ask what is going on in your life? May I ask?
My mom started aging beyond her years in her late 60s. Her only topics became bills, chores, paperwork, who has what disease, who died. And how "busy" she was. Always so busy. Most of it I chalked up to an old-age amplification of her life-long "I know the best way to do everything and I'm the only martyr -- I mean person -- who can do it."
The "busy" mantra pushed all my buttons. Mom hadn't worked outside the home in 40+ years, did not volunteer or socialize or travel, and had no nearby grandchildren. It was just her and my step-dad rattling around. With mom obsessing about the mail and their next meal and a to-do list that she could never quite articulate.
Meanwhile, my life was a monument to multi-tasking -- as it is for most 40-somethings. Crazy job (company losing financial stability as my workload and hours increased). Ridiculous commute; driving 50+ miles per day. (Mom hadn't been more than 10 miles from home or out of the house for more than 60-90 minutes for nearly 10 years. Trying to describe my 11-hour workday got old fast. After all, mom is busier!) Trying to be present for my sig other, who is awesome and deserves a real partner, not a frazzled robot. Periodically placating "the in-laws." Enjoying friends, hobbies and tbe occasional personal accomplishment.
Conversations with mom became quite stilted and one-sided. Her tape-loop of busy-busy-obit-busy. If I injected anything about my obligations, she'd one-up from her small planet. If I mentioned anything fun or enriching or relaxing, she'd fire back with a version of "it must be nice...." or act like I didn't say anything.
Over this same period, mom was developing progressive balance deficits. Unsteady. Slow. Falling. Falling more frequently. Eventually unable to write with her dominant hand. Early in this deterioration, she'd report her episodes to us. Describe everything she "powered through." And furiously reject any suggestion that she get checked for internal injuries or fractures. Always acted like her loved ones had the problem, not her. That got old fast.
Then mom got secretive about her falls. And bruises. And hours on the ground. And the times she'd cave in and call 1 person for help -- then make them promise to not tell me.
This transitioned into mom's widowhood. One less witness, which fed into mom's comfort zone. It was mom's world. And we could all kiss her azz. Until she needed someone to come over and write checks, run the weed wacker, bring t.p. & and orange juice, et al.
What did her doctor say about all this? Not applicable. She refused to seek medical care. (Financially stable and excellent health insurance, BTW.) But -- get ready -- she was too busy to take care of herself. Too busy to get a diagnosis. And too intractable to understand that her loved ones' peace of mind was at stake.
Mom got more and more frail. More and more apathetic/unreasonable. (Altho sharp-minded in the sense of knowing people, what day it is, current events, good word choices, still a math whiz.) The falls became daily.
Eventually mom died. In her mess of a home. Alone. Autopsy revealed a parkinsonian syndrome and 2 forms of dementia.
I refuse to beat myself up over not knowing what I didn't know. But in hindsight, my mom's switch to small mind/small world -- and loss of ability to engage with the most important people in her life -- was the first sign of neuro deterioration. I mistakenly thought she was just beciming garden-variety weird and self-centered with age.
In addition to your grief for your brother, your are grieving for your mother. Now. If your current support group does not understand this, find one that does.
With your mom's type of decline, loved ones experience the most painful losses while the elder is still alive. It's SO crushing. Over the past 5 years, I sometimes wished I would "go" first -- simply to Make It Stop.
Keep coming back here for support, too. The AC community understands. Even when conflicting adivce comes your way, there's value in all of it! Hang in there.
While my mom was my hero from the time I was about 10 until 18 (because she withstood the miserable marriage to my father, worked, and seemed strong), my mom has always been semi-disengaged from my life since I left for college. She's proud of me, but conflicted. Since college, I have married a man she adores (while she divorced my dad), had two children (and raised them happily, while her parenting was fraught), earned two master's degrees (one of which she then pursued herself, ending up stopping short of earning a PhD), and bought and sold homes (while she went from being an employed home-owner to living on social security in subsidized senior housing).
She's never been the type to remember or acknowledge birthdays consistently. Basically, other people are an afterthought. As she has struggled all her life with emotional/mental health issues, her issues always, always come first.
And I feel guilty for not being more supportive of her. Of course.
You're not my daughter in disguise, are you???!!!
No, I'd know about the real estate - phew!
But if you were my daughter, and there are many parallels there including the belief that you are responsible for your mother's happiness and mental health *which you are not*, I would be able to confirm categorically that I was proud of you, happy for you, no conflict. Also relieved that you had avoided repeating mistakes I'd made.
Unfortunately, that wouldn't make me richer, younger, healthier or happier *in myself* and any problems that were already there would still be real.
How do you get on with setting boundaries with your mother? Will I be sorry I asked?!
First of all, you are doing a very good job. Our parent's generation is from an era when the children came to the parent’s home and took care of them. Hold on, I am not saying you should do this, I am sure the answer in our modern world is (you should do that going home to take care of mom’). I am an only child also and both my parents are now deceased. However without knowing it they made me feel so guilty for not being there for them (after all, they had taken care of me and been there for every new adventure whether ask or not).
The care you have provided so far sounds excellent. Don’t worry about her reaction to your calling law enforcement to check on her. She very possibly was proud you had done that (showing how much you cared). Our generation is the nomadic one and most families are spread out all over the country and/or world. You are doing what is necessary to keep yourself on top of your business, as well as taking care of her. Your care shows there was considerable thought into how you could best meet her needs (hiring home health, having some help to run errands and having someone to check in on her as necessary).
I believe your mom is frightened to be alone and you are the most logical person for her to vent frustration. While passing the video regarding how to get up after a fall may have seemed like a good idea for you or me, it possibly exemplified her frailty and loneliness, this lesson required some abstract thinking that may not be present at this stage of her life. Also, when she falls not calling for help is a common reaction. The fright of the situation causes older folks to forget protocol they have not lived with all of their lives. Telephones are relatively new to their world, being here for only sixty to seventy years or so.
Since I am unaware of your mother's medical issues (please be careful putting this information online). It seems to me she would be oh so happy if you were closer. I would suggest you sat up visits and provide a calendar with the dates of your visits. This will give her something to hold on too. She will know you will be there for a visit in ‘X’ number of days/weeks/months. Try to use you leave from work to benefit her needs realizing that emergencies are or FMILA (Family Leave Act which is a law). I am sure you realize for your mom to learn new techniques or the use of modern conveniences is expecting a lot. Concentrate on putting extra help in place – longtime friends, hobby friends, past working friends. You may be able to get some information regarding these people from Lutheran Social Services, Catholic Services (neither of which require being a member of the church and are not suppose to prophetlytise), Senior Centers (in the area), Looking to the community Mom is living in will make all the difference for both of you.
Most of all, try no to expect the next call you get to be either berating or riddled with a quilt. Rather look to the positive side of every communication with her or her medical team. The worse that can happen is that you will come away from the conversation with a newfound consideration for the situation. While this is not easy at first, you will find it easier and almost second nature after a short amount of time.
the more I read some of MB's details the more I think her mom likes the drama perhaps and is self centered, therefore likes and needs the attention. MB you must set boundaries. I'm not sure why you feel guilt...what did you do wrong?