Simple Question or maybe just a rant to let off steam.
How do people cope with this terrible disease. How do people rationalise and deal with the guilt of wishing that their mother would pass away peacefully. I say this in the context that my mothers spirit has already gone and all that remains is a hollow shell that is vindictive, unloving, vicious, argumentative, confused, apathetic, unhappy and obviously scared. I feel like a very bad person thinking this way.
Context. My mother has Alzheimer’s in her mid 80s lives in sheltered accommodation being cared for by my dad in his late 80s. My dad is pretty much deaf and has very poor eyesight. My mum was hospitalised 3 years ago for an infection and I took the opportunity to discuss with them the benefits of moving closer to me so that I could help. This happened about 2 years ago and they now live about half a mile away.
I help as much as I can, given that I have three kids of my own, two have their own problems (registered blind). I pop in to see my parents almost every day for a cup of tea during week days, and I cook their dinner during the weekends. I do all their shopping, and have POA to look after their finances. My wife’s mother also has Alzheimer’s, which obviously stresses her out. Everyone depends on me and sometimes things feel a little desperate.
Social services in my experience have been about as useful as a chocolate teapot. The first thing they asked was about my parents finances, and once they had established that my parents had over £24k (individually), advised that we were on our own. We haven’t heard from them since and have just been left to deal with the declining situation alone.
I have particular questions.
1. What is the best way to deal with someone who will not believe anything you tell them and who seems to take the opposite view on just about everything. I’ve tried being firm, I’ve tried being soft, nothing works.
2. My mother demands to see a Doctor every morning when there is nothing wrong, except for her being old and less able than she used to be. She complains that she’s tired and cannot get about as she used to. She broke her hip 4 years ago, so it’s not surprising. However, in her mind she never broke her hip, but she believes that there is something seriously wrong and we are preventing her seeing a doctor. My dad has called the doctor so many times, and the doctor has put her mind at rest. However a few days later she denies that a doctor has been.
3. I’m being accused of stealing all her money, and l have apparently taken her house. She is convinced that she owned my house before she moved into her new accommodation and wants it back.
4. She wants to move back into her old house. (My house, not her old house, she can’t even remember where her old house is).
5. I’m being accused of poisoning her as I fill her tablet pots every week. If I didn’t she would mix them up and take the wrong ones and amount.
6. I’m being accused of conspiracy and trying to put her in a home.
I have an older brother, but he’s useless and they haven’t seen him in two years, he never contacts them.
Basically, I feel like my head is about to explode. I’m a pretty logical person, and I think this is my problem as there is no logic to this disease and I simply do not know what is best. To be hard, to be soft, argue, don’t argue, address matters, deflect matters. I’ve tried it all and nothing works.
No logic, no respite and no light at the end of the tunnel. A situation that is getting worse, and more painful and upsetting as time goes on. I’m doing my best but it’s just not good enough.
In a nut shell, how do people cope. Despite doing all that you can to help, only to be accused of theft, conspiracy, poisoning, lying and just about every other unsavoury thing under the sun. Mothers are supposed to love you, protect you, not despise and hate you.
My dad, bless him, was in tears today.
This bloody disease takes no prisoners.
Sorry, End of rant.
How do people cope with this terrible disease. How do people rationalise and deal with the guilt of wishing that their mother would pass away peacefully. I say this in the context that my mothers spirit has already gone and all that remains is a hollow shell that is vindictive, unloving, vicious, argumentative, confused, apathetic, unhappy and obviously scared. I feel like a very bad person thinking this way.
Context. My mother has Alzheimer’s in her mid 80s lives in sheltered accommodation being cared for by my dad in his late 80s. My dad is pretty much deaf and has very poor eyesight. My mum was hospitalised 3 years ago for an infection and I took the opportunity to discuss with them the benefits of moving closer to me so that I could help. This happened about 2 years ago and they now live about half a mile away.
I help as much as I can, given that I have three kids of my own, two have their own problems (registered blind). I pop in to see my parents almost every day for a cup of tea during week days, and I cook their dinner during the weekends. I do all their shopping, and have POA to look after their finances. My wife’s mother also has Alzheimer’s, which obviously stresses her out. Everyone depends on me and sometimes things feel a little desperate.
Social services in my experience have been about as useful as a chocolate teapot. The first thing they asked was about my parents finances, and once they had established that my parents had over £24k (individually), advised that we were on our own. We haven’t heard from them since and have just been left to deal with the declining situation alone.
I have particular questions.
1. What is the best way to deal with someone who will not believe anything you tell them and who seems to take the opposite view on just about everything. I’ve tried being firm, I’ve tried being soft, nothing works.
2. My mother demands to see a Doctor every morning when there is nothing wrong, except for her being old and less able than she used to be. She complains that she’s tired and cannot get about as she used to. She broke her hip 4 years ago, so it’s not surprising. However, in her mind she never broke her hip, but she believes that there is something seriously wrong and we are preventing her seeing a doctor. My dad has called the doctor so many times, and the doctor has put her mind at rest. However a few days later she denies that a doctor has been.
3. I’m being accused of stealing all her money, and l have apparently taken her house. She is convinced that she owned my house before she moved into her new accommodation and wants it back.
4. She wants to move back into her old house. (My house, not her old house, she can’t even remember where her old house is).
5. I’m being accused of poisoning her as I fill her tablet pots every week. If I didn’t she would mix them up and take the wrong ones and amount.
6. I’m being accused of conspiracy and trying to put her in a home.
I have an older brother, but he’s useless and they haven’t seen him in two years, he never contacts them.
Basically, I feel like my head is about to explode. I’m a pretty logical person, and I think this is my problem as there is no logic to this disease and I simply do not know what is best. To be hard, to be soft, argue, don’t argue, address matters, deflect matters. I’ve tried it all and nothing works.
No logic, no respite and no light at the end of the tunnel. A situation that is getting worse, and more painful and upsetting as time goes on. I’m doing my best but it’s just not good enough.
In a nut shell, how do people cope. Despite doing all that you can to help, only to be accused of theft, conspiracy, poisoning, lying and just about every other unsavoury thing under the sun. Mothers are supposed to love you, protect you, not despise and hate you.
My dad, bless him, was in tears today.
This bloody disease takes no prisoners.
Sorry, End of rant.