I am dealing with the guilt of needing to separate myself from the day to day emotional stress of overseeing 100% of everything for my mother who has had dementia for 9 years and has been in 5 facilities for the past 8 years. I am the power of attorney, the trustee on her trust, the executor of her will and the only child living close to her, about 10 minutes away. I also have a brother and sister but they are worthless. While I am not a perfectionist, I do see nuances of care that would not make any supervisor proud. The old adage of innocence is bliss is true, but when I visit mom and see the little things that they let slip through the cracks, when i am not there to advocate for mom in any way shape or form, then mistakes happen, neglect happens and injuries grow and fester. I literally could write a book, or open a consulting firm for all of the rules and regulations, and personalities I have learned. My deal here is that I am the only one putting any effort into managing my mother's affairs. She is in a private pay memory care unit of an assisted living facility which has a decent reputation. Not the best, but affordable and certainly not the worst. I have been with them for close to 4 years now and know all the staff intimately. Our conversation extend beyond mom's care, to salaries, care for other residents, shift changes, other resident's problems etc. They consider me part of the family they feel comfortable enough to talk with. For the past 8 years, I have moved my mother 5 times and across state lines. I have had to negotiate secondary insurance for her pay her bills, do her taxes, order and deliver incontinence supplies, lotions, gloves, changing pads etc. I negotiate her secondary insurance each year as well as any new drug plan. On top of all this she had developed a larger foot ulcer/ sking disease from constantly rubbing he foot on the bed, no matter how we position her. That large open gaping wound is now 10 cm x 6 cm and growing, It an best be described as a pressure ulcer. It gets re-bandaged every other day and we see the wound specialist every month. The wound will probably never heal as it is on the foot where blood flow is less. All this stress had made me depressed, get a full head of grew hair, became over weight, and lazy. I want my life back where I can enjoy it where I don't have to feel guilty for now seeing mom every other day. Or am on a waiting mission till she dies?
I have a career, a mortgage and my own retirement to tend to. My mom is being cared for in a nursing home, and we kids and grandkids visit.
Sdbike, if it makes you feel any better, just being with an aging parent whose condition you can do nothing about would wear anyone down. I know a very kind and patient Catholic priest, who spent most of his ministry as a hospital chaplain. You could not swing a rag doll in this community without hitting someone, Catholic or not, who would sing Fr. D's praises -- how good he was to their sick or dying loved one, how much comfort and support he brought to the family, what an excellent listener he is, how he was able to line them up with needed resources, etc. This same wonderful man had a mother who suffered from dementia, and she was eventually placed at a local NH with a memory care facility. He told me that the hardest thing he ever had to do was visit with his mother for one hour each day, which was how he used his daily break from the hospital. He said he never knew what he was going to find when he arrived for his visit. His mother struck caregivers, broke windows, and more. He said he couldn't wait to get back to his patients at the hospital.
About starting a caregiving company: My sister and I were talking just yesterday about how maybe we need to start an "old people's co-op" with ourselves and friends, where the members pool their resources, living together or close to each other, and hire staff to care for them! Like a 60's commune, but with "Depends" and daily prune juice.
At this point I have to laugh. And give up on the assisted living for now. I'm sure it will take a serious fall (more so than the last one where she broke her pelvis, but refused to stay at the hospital for a few days even) to force her to make the transition.Thank you so much for sharing some of your story.
There are so many of us. Good thoughts to all of you.
Don't feel guilt for that because what you are feeling is very normal. Even the envy or resentment towards or of others is normal. I resented my sisters who go along have no their usual normal lives even though it wasn't rational because they do not live here. But my therapist said...yes, that is normal. Only those who have walked this journey can ever know how hard it is. That is why support groups are so helpful as well as friends who have been there.
As far as Don'tAskforHandout's comments, I could never in a million years resign from taking care of my mother. There is no one else out there in my family who could do what I have done or would pay as much attention or worry about the details as me. All that being said, i have given notice to the facility that I will be seeing mom only once or twice a week from now on when i am in town. They laughed and said they would believe it when they saw it and I told them I had to for my own sanity and they finally understood.
And guilt is probably not the best definition of what I am feeling. I feel a bit guilty that I want this all to be over with. I am jealous of my cousins who have their lives back. But in the end, I will be able to say that I was there for my mother in her time of need and was able to spend quality time with her, and I will never have to feel guilty about not doing enough.
I suggest that we must "tamp down" any feelings of guilt that we are not doing more - We are doing PLENTY.
This is hard. And slow. And long.
People think that you are not doing anything when a parent is in a facility. HAahahahahahha!
From what you have written, you are doing a great job for her and also for yourself. I am glad you are seeing a therapist and taking care of yourself.
I agree with backing off on the visits. I visited my mom every day--until I realized that five minutes after I left she really didn't remember that I had been there--and conversely, would never know that I had not just been there five minutes before. Now I average about every three days.
I manage the money. It is a big job. I almost weep over the taxes--paid quarterly...
As anyone would say, and I am sure your therapist has said, you only live once. Make a list of what YOU want out of your life, and make THAT happen. We aren't getting any younger.
I see a lot of similarities between us. I also have been the sole caregiver for my mom, sibling is worthless. How old is mom? How long do you think she has? Is she qualified for hospice at all? When someone is under hospice care - they can hire a personal home health aide that can assist in the areas that the are "falling into the cracks". Or if mom has the funds, maybe you can hire a personal assistant to help.
My mom is 94, has Alzheimer's and bladder cancer. I took care of her long distance for many years, she lived with me for 2 years and now is in memory care. I feel the same as you, for what mom is paying I also see things that fall through the cracks. It's just the way things are in assisted living - there are too many residents for the one-on-one care. Maybe she is ready for a nursing home - she will receive more one-on-one care.
No offense here, but it does sound like you are on a waiting mission. Caregiving takes over your life - I agree with many others on this forum; take a step back, accept things won't be perfect. I never thought my mom would live to be 94 - how long do you want to be waiting? I was told in December she had 2 months, she is still with us.
Do something different, join an activity or a gym, visit old friends, clear your head of caregiving. Caregiving is all consuming and stressful. There is a life outside of it. When I placed my mom in memory care, I felt very guilty. But I was so burned out, I was ready to have my life back. Get that bucket list out and start concentrating on that.
I was on friendly terms with the staff, but they were not my second family. it was a good facility and mom got good care. But she had a mind of her own. Yes, she fell. I was always notified when she did. If serious enough, she'd be taken to the ER. I worried about her, but it did not consume my life because I am also caregiving to my husband. Of course, I could have hired private care for my mom, it would have been $15.00 per hour, self-pay.
At our age, we are responsible for ourselves. I have all of your symptoms. My house is a mess. I'm crabby just about all the time. I get out of bed each morning, but just barely. I have a constant sinking feeling that this is NOT the way I want to live my life. I am bound and determined to get counseling and will speak to my doctor about it. Is this an option for you?