I feel so down.
My mum has hated my husband for some time now, for no reason she can articulate. He's never done anything bad to her and in fact has given her loads of help over the years. She's started to view my sons with the same dislike a little while ago too, which is a huge shame. I try to explain to them that it's the illness and my husband is quite understanding and takes it in his stride. The boys find it harder. Anyway, what all this means is that it's impossible to include her in our family times. The funny thing is that she doesn't want to be with us because of 'him' and 'them who are just like their father', yet she resents not being included so I get lots of anger from her about not being invited to my house.
The conversations are farcical. She'll say that I never have time for her and only care about my family (of which she clearly doesn't consider herself a part of) and how come she never gets invited to my house, I tell her that she's welcome any time, and she starts ranting about why would she want to be in the same room as 'him' and 'them etc'. Between drawing breath she'll decide that I only care about my family and off we go again, on a loop that continues until I manage to change the subject.
Mum doesn't know it's Easter and as I'm not feeling very well I decided to stay put. Obviously she couldn't/wouldn't come here, but normally for these special times I'd try to get up early and see her at her house.
Instead I called this evening only to be told yet again that she's had enough of me messing her about. This seems to be about the dentist. She needs to go and wouldn't allow me to make an appointment for her, as she's absolutely fine so no need for me to try and take over (yes, because I don't have enough going on in my own life). So we've just been through a period of time of her trying to sort it out but all the dentists have closed, the one she used to go to has moved (not true), she did find one but when she went back they'd gone, she went to another one but they didn't like her so messed her about etc. So I said how about we go to our usual one together. She agreed, we went. She didn't want to make an appointment there and then because she wasn't sure she wants to see a dentist (having just talked about nothing but wanting to see one for days and days on end). Fine.
Repeat the above until we get to a point where she actually finds her usual dentist again and makes an appointment. They call me to tell me when it is, in the hope that we'll actually get her there on the day.
Since then she's had no memory of making the appointment and has been repeatedly going through the above process of looking for a dentist and has been getting very upset with me when I explain that she's made an appointment at her usual place. What usual place? Why do you know my business? she rants.
I honestly don't know what to do for the best with her. I feel like I've reached a saturation point. Even our precious holiday times, like today, are ruined by the guilt I can't shake off and by the frustrations of the whole situation. So while I'm not a full time carer, my mum's Alzheimer's is consuming me all the same. I can't shake off that we've just talked and she's accused me of all sorts (I never see her but I've managed to steal some money from her bag - clever me!) and my brain feels scrambled from trying to make her feel better. And I failed anyway.
I'm feeling very sorry for myself, and I don't like who I'm becoming. We get very little time together as a family and today should be a lovely time for us. Instead I've spent the day feeling guilty and worrying and this evening having a cry. I need to rally and cook a family meal now, normally a pleasure but tonight a chore because I just want to crawl into bed and stay there until life stops being so ****.
Sorry for the long rant.
My mum has hated my husband for some time now, for no reason she can articulate. He's never done anything bad to her and in fact has given her loads of help over the years. She's started to view my sons with the same dislike a little while ago too, which is a huge shame. I try to explain to them that it's the illness and my husband is quite understanding and takes it in his stride. The boys find it harder. Anyway, what all this means is that it's impossible to include her in our family times. The funny thing is that she doesn't want to be with us because of 'him' and 'them who are just like their father', yet she resents not being included so I get lots of anger from her about not being invited to my house.
The conversations are farcical. She'll say that I never have time for her and only care about my family (of which she clearly doesn't consider herself a part of) and how come she never gets invited to my house, I tell her that she's welcome any time, and she starts ranting about why would she want to be in the same room as 'him' and 'them etc'. Between drawing breath she'll decide that I only care about my family and off we go again, on a loop that continues until I manage to change the subject.
Mum doesn't know it's Easter and as I'm not feeling very well I decided to stay put. Obviously she couldn't/wouldn't come here, but normally for these special times I'd try to get up early and see her at her house.
Instead I called this evening only to be told yet again that she's had enough of me messing her about. This seems to be about the dentist. She needs to go and wouldn't allow me to make an appointment for her, as she's absolutely fine so no need for me to try and take over (yes, because I don't have enough going on in my own life). So we've just been through a period of time of her trying to sort it out but all the dentists have closed, the one she used to go to has moved (not true), she did find one but when she went back they'd gone, she went to another one but they didn't like her so messed her about etc. So I said how about we go to our usual one together. She agreed, we went. She didn't want to make an appointment there and then because she wasn't sure she wants to see a dentist (having just talked about nothing but wanting to see one for days and days on end). Fine.
Repeat the above until we get to a point where she actually finds her usual dentist again and makes an appointment. They call me to tell me when it is, in the hope that we'll actually get her there on the day.
Since then she's had no memory of making the appointment and has been repeatedly going through the above process of looking for a dentist and has been getting very upset with me when I explain that she's made an appointment at her usual place. What usual place? Why do you know my business? she rants.
I honestly don't know what to do for the best with her. I feel like I've reached a saturation point. Even our precious holiday times, like today, are ruined by the guilt I can't shake off and by the frustrations of the whole situation. So while I'm not a full time carer, my mum's Alzheimer's is consuming me all the same. I can't shake off that we've just talked and she's accused me of all sorts (I never see her but I've managed to steal some money from her bag - clever me!) and my brain feels scrambled from trying to make her feel better. And I failed anyway.
I'm feeling very sorry for myself, and I don't like who I'm becoming. We get very little time together as a family and today should be a lovely time for us. Instead I've spent the day feeling guilty and worrying and this evening having a cry. I need to rally and cook a family meal now, normally a pleasure but tonight a chore because I just want to crawl into bed and stay there until life stops being so ****.
Sorry for the long rant.