Moved my parents into assisted living because frankly I couldn’t handle doing it all myself. My dad still has sharp mind but requires a walker to get around. My mom suffered a stroke a year and a half ago and it affected her short term memory. They have been in AL for almost a month and mom asks every night to my dad when are we going home? He tells her this is our home but she still thinks they are in a hotel. She stays in bed most of the time or sleeping in her recliner. If I go over she will get up but my dad or the nurse don’t seem to have any luck. I think she has some dementia as well. I thought this would be the best thing for her because she did this where she lived before also in bed most of the time. Sometimes she says she just wants to die which breaks my heart. This is not my mom anymore. I feel bad for my dad as it’s depressing him. My mom is also diabetic and I thought if they got in to AL it would be better since she has someone to give her meds and insulin but that’s not the case. Her sugars are all over the place! She rarely eats. I’m at a loss on what to do. I don’t want to have to go over every day just to get her up but I feel guilty and bad if I don’t. Any suggestions or advice would be greatly appreciated!
She does sound depressed. I wonder if you could arrive when the facility has an activity and go with her to it? That way you've gotten her up and hopefully she'll meet others and be inspired to take part when you're not there.
I learned the hard way, though, not to tell my Mom I was doing that in order for her to meet people. She refused to go to any activities while in a facility. It was about defiance for her: wanting to prove she would not be happy there no matter what.
Yes, my MIL’s doctor was wonderful. Thanks for sharing the story about your sister, very touching. So lovely to tell her that you will be watching her children with her eyes. That was a beautiful thing to say. I’m sure that was her biggest concern.
I’m so glad that she was able to express her fear to you. My aunt was afraid of dialysis and sort of figured that she was going to die but wasn’t able to articulate to her sister, my mom how she felt.
She was crippled by her fear. She did not last long in the hospital, about two weeks.
She was a young widow. My uncle died of cancer just two years before that. I look back and see where she threw all of her energy into her children, helping them.
I don’t think any of them properly grieved for him. Instead they kept extremely busy to avoid feeling the pain from the sting of his death. He was only 42. We were all in shock.
My parents took on the responsibility of raising the kids. My mom always found it odd that she didn’t even ask for anyone to look after them. I suppose she just assumed that my mom would. I don’t think my mom knew how to address the topic. I think she was in denial of her sister dying.
I wish my parents would have sought out counseling for my cousins and herself. That wasn’t a common thing to do then, plus my parents didn’t have any extra money.
We were a very closely knit family. Her husband was my dad’s brother. Sisters married brothers so my cousins were double first cousins and the parents were siblings plus in-laws.
It’s very hard losing loved ones, no matter what age but when they are young it’s a shock.
As for her asking to go home, thinking she's in a hotel, - let her think it's a hotel. Put her in wheelchair and make the rounds in the facility. Sometimes they have very simple activities - crafts, etc. You never know, she might find an interest.
Thank you for your kind words. I respect all people and honestly, I have known atheists and agnostics who have a purer heart than ‘so called’ Christians. I can tell you respect everyone too.
Jesus himself preferred sinners to hypocrites. I appreciate people who are true to themselves.
There are so many different beliefs in this world. All we can do is follow our own hearts, whatever they are.
One of mom’s aides that bathed her was agnostic, her grandma was Christian and her mom was Wiccan. She was a lovely young woman who cared wonderfully for mom. Years ago I volunteered with two women from Korea. We became friends.
One became so Americanized, letting go of her Korean lifestyle. The other stayed true to her Korean lifestyle and remained Buddhist. They believe power comes from within.
I totally agree about human decency. My dad did the same with me before he died. I told him it wasn’t necessary for him to apologize for past mistakes but he insisted so I just listened. It made him feel better.
Do also know, while I often do the "tough love tour" I do recognize, with your marvelous care of elders and your love of them no matter the burden, that you are something special out in our world. I worked with elders most of my nursing career. Being their advocate, loving them, is a vocation. I even loved the ones that tried to bop me with their cane as I went by.
I recognize daily the miraculous (tho I am an unbeliever) points of light in our humanity. I am not overall even a "humanist", but this site teaches me what we can rise to. What pain we can endure for those we love.
And it only breaks my heart, just BREAKS my HEART that we do not then recognize the pure human decency in ourselves. That we cannot see that we are never perfect--we are flawed--but we are capable of attempting to do our best, and that's bloody miracle ENOUGH for me. In her last words to me, my Mom, who was such a marvelous woman her entire life, was attempting in a confusion of words to tell me that she knew she wasn't as good as she should have been, but that she was as good as she COULD be. Kind of heartbreaking after such a good life that she struggled to tell me she thought there might have been times she failed me (there weren't). We are ever our own worst judges.
Feeling as you do is normal; however, your guilt is irrational. You have done nothing wrong. You did right by your parents even though it was hard. It is sad to watch our loved ones diminish in capacity, become frail and resign themselves to death. Palliative care can help.
Focus on quality of life. Your father's needs are different than your mother's. Spend time with your dad and listen and acknowledge his feelings. You cannot get your mother to want to "buck up" and live but you can hold her hand.
I must say that your response is extremely thought provoking. We often do not realize these things. I myself had difficulty accepting certain things at certain times in life.
For instance, my father that I adored died at age 85. My lovely grandmother also died at 85. I had this belief that my mom was going to die at age 85. I was so anxious shortly before she turned 85 and the entire year that she was 85. I don’t know if it was a subconscious thing at first or what but I can tell you that I made myself miserable. At least I had the sense not to burden my mother with my feelings of being afraid to let go at that time.
I made that mistake with my dear MIL who died in her late 60’s from non Hodgkin’s lymphoma. I could not accept that she was dying.
My MIL knew it and even told her oncologist that she wasn’t worried about anyone else accepting her death but me. She asked her oncologist to speak to me.
Well, she had a wonderful doctor that had terrific bedside manner. Her doctor looked at me in the hospital one day and said, “Let’s go for a walk.” I responded to this tiny woman doctor who had a caring but powerful, strong personality by saying, “Okay, I will walk with you.”
Down the long corridor we went. She said, “You MIL is concerned about you. She feels guilty about dying.” I said, “Oh no, she isn’t dying. She went into remission for five years and she will beat this again. I have faith and praying for a miracle.”
She responded by saying, “Well, I would never criticize your faith. You can pray for a miracle. But as her doctor I am telling you that she is dying and you are being selfish. Go in her room and tell her you are fine with her dying. She deserves that.”
Something about the word, ‘selfish’ hit me like a ton of bricks and I told her that I didn’t want to be selfish. From that day on I accepted that she was indeed dying. My sweet MIL died shortly afterwards.
My MIL had a wonderful oncologist, not just in a medical setting but as a caring human being. I respect her tremendously. I am grateful that she reached out to me in a caring but firm way.
I find you do the same thing with your responses, Alva and I would like to thank you very much. Please keep sharing your wisdom with others.
I also am not a fan of guilt. I don't understand people thinking they are Saints, or SHOULD be Saints. We are decent and flawed human beings. Don't worry, the psychopathic personalities out there never feel guilt. That TOO is a normal human feeling when we are inadequate to wave a magic wand and have the world go pretty for us.
Accept what is would be my advice. ACCEPT it, because there is no fighting it and there is no changing it. It is a part of life. Things will not always go well. Learn to see feelings as weather fronts. They come and they go. They last longer periods or shorter periods. They are more or less painful. They move on, and will return. The bow too tensely strung is easily broke. Try to accept and bend a little. It won't always be ideal, or anywhere near.
You are a wonderful daughter. I can tell by your writing how much you care. I hope your mom improves soon. I like what Geaton has to say. She is more qualified to speak to you because of her experiences.
My mom is at home dealing with a different set of circumstances. My mom has Parkinson’s disease.
I just want to offer my support and to say that I feel you could benefit from giving some thought to what Geaton has said. Best wishes and hugs.
I'm not saying that you must put your mom/dad onto antidepressents, but in our case they definitely helped. Mostly I'm saying you need to be patient with the mental/emotional adjustment for them. Also, you may need to "purchase" medication management as part of their AL package. This will increase the monthly cost, but it appears to be necessary in your mom's case. Your dad may seem sharp, but no one is able to see the "line" as our LOs slide into cognitive decline. He may have a sharp long term memory, but short term is what goes first and that's what he needs in order to help your mom with her diabetes routine and meds.
Don't for a minute "feel bad" about no being able to "handle it". Caregiving is exhausting on every level, more so when doing it solo. Wishing you peace about your decisions now and in the future.