I feel like a prisoner in my own home. My mother in law tries to run my house.


New to the site, and have enjoyed so much relating to so many posts and conversations. I have been searching for a support group for Caregivers in my area, without any success and this is my first time attempting an on-line format.

My story includes being thrown into dual caregiver status a little over a year ago. My Mother-in-law (love the MIL abbrv.) was diagnosed with Pancreatic Cancer in January of 2012. Stage 2 originally, but after the whipple surgery pathology came back at Stage 3. She did not move in with us right away, however my husband's sister did. She is mentally handicapped, 45 years old, amazingly wonderful but stuck at about an 7-9 year old functioning level mentally. So she moved in with us in Feb 2012, while his mother went thru the surgery and started Chemo treatments. His sister is in a day program during the week (Thank goodness), so there was little effect to my FT job, and really just added a fourth child to my house to care for. Chemo for my MIL did not go well and she became extremely ill. In July, they took her off Chemo and pretty much said she was done. A final CT Scan showed the cancer had spread to her liver and spleen and with her weakened condition there was nothing further they could do. She had a heartattack a few weeks later, then went to rehab that almost killed her. No kidding, she was throwing up blood for 48 hours and they didn't send her to the ER. By the time I demanded her to get immediate treatment, she was already in dire need of a blood transfusion due to three massive bleeding ulcers. Which is where the decision to move my MIL also in with my husband and I came into play. I know there are some good Nursing homes available, but those are all private pay. If you are on Medicare, you are scrapping bottom for a bed in some of the scariest places I have ever seen.
So August 2012, my MIL moved in too. Never did I think my oversized 7 bedroom, 4 bath house would be too small. When my MIL was discharged from any further medical treatment to hospice in my home, we were told she would have 3-6 months. The first month was hard, she needed assistance doing everything - even getting to the bed side commode. But with proper nutrition and lots of care from 98% ME - she started to get better? The cancer is still there, but I guess her body started to recover from the devistating effects of the Chemo. But I felt GREAT - she was going to get to enjoy the last couple months of her life, surrounded by her son, her grandkids and her daughter.
Fast forward almost 5 months - she is completely capably of caring for herself, but still demands 100% "service" from me. My husband is rarely home, I have been able to work out a schedule with my FT job that allows me to work mainly from home. And even tho she is probably healthier than she was before the Chemo started she is still demanding of all her meals being prepared, the special foods I make to increase her protein and fat intake to be served to her in her room. She can get around good enough to snoop through my house, but as soon as I get home from my 3 hour work day in the office, she becomes completely unable to care for herself. She has called me on my cell phone while I am making dinner to tell me she is out of Poweraid when I know she is capable of getting it herself. Add in the caring of my special needs sister and I am 4 months past needed a vacation in a padded cell somewhere with someone pumping me with anxiety meds.
But it is not just the 24/7 care, neediness and demands. I have lost all rights to enjoy my own home. If I want to watch tv, the only room I get to have access to is my bedroom. I have gotten to the point were I hate being in my own home. I get home from work, clean, cook, do dishes, take care of meds, and all the petty needs of my MIL and sister in law without being able to even take off my shoes. My children (all teenagers 14, 17, 20 - she is away at college) hide out in their rooms or spend most of their time at friends houses.
I feel trapped all the time, my husband continues to live his carefree life as he did before everyone moved in, and just doesn't understand why " I LET IT ALL GET TO ME" - ummm because there is no ME anymore?
I get caught in anger, regret, anxiety and just want to scream. I know my MIL will be gone soon, there is no cure, there is no treatment, and I want her to be surrounded by love but I am about to lose my mind. I did start taking anxiety medication about two months ago, but it has lost most of its effectiveness.
I hate to say it, but I look forward to the end and being able to maybe get a small piece of myself back.
Have to go - my MIL is bellowing again. Thank you for the venting session. I could go on and on and on about the ungrateful and nasty way my MIL speaks to me and tells me how I run my house totally wrong, but she needs more Poweraid.

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Also, with vascular dementia there is a not-so-subtle change in attitude, language and behaviour. In some cases it is not their fault, but that doesn't help you. It is simply that the blood is not circulating in the higher level brain cells that control language, inhibitions, behaviour and attitudes. My dad was like this with his brain tumour and subsequent dementia. You see this in angry, agitated, Alzheimer's patients. Just a thought for some of you. Obviously, if MIL can control her behaviour with hubby, then it isn't the case!

I cannot imagine living the stories of some of you. I so feel for you. I moved to take care of my mother, but she was not needy or demanding. I had to convince her to accept outside caregiver support while I worked.
I think some of you have made excellent suggestions. Like Dr. Phil says you have to teach them how to treat you. "I cannot get your drink right now, I'm in the middle of..."
My hubby had a Meals on Wheels client who was rude, demanding, are irritating. He refused to be treated this way and stood up to her rudeness and terrible behaviour. She has improved. You must talk to this woman and tell her it won't continue. And check out some local alternatives for care, give her the brochures!

Wow, it sounds so very familiar, and I completely understand where you are at. We are also new to this caregiving story, into our third month, and I also feel as though I am being usurped in my own home, while somehow being the servant for my very spoiled FIL (he has had full time servants all his life), as he changes or tries to change the functioning of entire household to suit him. I work from home full time, and I "hide out" in my tiny little 2 x 3 office space during the day, and often at night. My husband tries to understand but only really "got it" when he was home over Christmas of how constant and all-consuming it all is. MY FIL is mobile thankfully, but very manipulative and lies a great deal, and has three of four days of the grumps and general sulking followed by two or three days of sweetness and light.

The thing I resented the most, like you, is the impact on the kids lives ... they also either camp out in their rooms or are at friends. They don't bring their friends here anymore (we have a very bad smell issue with FIL) which they find embarressing.

Interesting what Madeaa said: I found myself almost chanting the serenity prayer over and over this past month ... " God grant me the serentity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference"

Its not an easy journey this one. I find that the people I know/family really don't understand how this impacts on every aspect of our lives, as they have had no simila experiences .... but the people on this forum absolutely get it. Just reading through others stories is an absolute lifesaver and sanity checker for me too. xxx

Wow, what a lot to endure. Well, I sure do understand "groundhog day" LOL. I find for myself it is very important to keep it in the day. One day at a time. Simple but it is the way. We can do all we have to when we know it is only for the day, but when we project we get overwhelmed. I also found the Serenity Prayer, "God grant me the serenity to accept the things that I can't change, the courage to change the things that I can, and the wisdom (the big clincher) to know the difference. Free yourself from resentment, it only hurts you. Free yourself from guilt, you have done all you can. I would enlist as much help that you can, invest in care services sounds like you can afford it, but you can't afford to lose your mind any further. Keep it simple, stay out of the problem and focus on what you can do and after doing all you can,let it stand. I would tell my husband that he must get you some help or it will all fall upon him when you fall apart, he'll move then.

Well....my MIL moved into assisted living yesterday!!! After two very long years of caring for her without any help from her three adult children that live within thirty minutes. I must admit I had so forgotten what it was like to be free to come and go and not have to hide! I know I gave her two years and that's all I had in me.....the past few months were very difficult to say the least. Looking forward to living again!!!! K

Cannot thank you all enough for your words or encouragement and sharing your own stories. It is really nice to know you are not alone in this "adventure". We have hospice, they have been coming since November. Biggest thing was getting the aide 3 times a week to bath and clean my MIL up. I drew a big line on that one. There was no way I was going to take over cleaning and bathing her too.
My husband does his best to help out. He owns his own electrical contracting company and puts in long hours, plus he is a wrestling coach at our high school so this time of year is very difficult for him. When he is around his mother is of course a perfect angel. It makes my kids and I sick to see the difference in the way she acts when he is around. Also makes it hard to explain to him or get him to understand how she is when he is not around.
What is keeping me awake all night and causing nightmares is thinking about how much worse it will get over the next couple weeks/months. Right now she is doing ok and able to do minor daily tasks for herself, getting to the bathroom, dressing, taking meds, eating. But it is just a short time from now that she will no longer be able to do those things and I know it will all fall on my shoulders. I used to have a great support group at the beginning of family and friends that came over to spend a few hours with her and give her lunch while I worked, but my MIL's negativity and rude comments (Oh, you brought that for lunch? I would prefer.....) have started to drive all that support away. Nothing is ever correct, no one can do things as well as her dear "Amy". She pushes people away when they try to visit, saying her "Amy" is fine and takes care of everything. When I challenge her and say I would love the help, she does this whinny sorry and says she thought she was helping - helping by pushing away support? Are you freakin' kidding me?
She is the youngest of 5 and lost both her parents by the time she was 18. She lost her husband when she was 33 and raised her 4 children (3 boys and my special needs sister in law) without ever re-marrying. She used and manupulated family and friends to do almost everything for her during those years. She has played the poor widow card for almost 40 years, and has never taken real responsibility for herself. So it is no big surprise she is acting this way now. I think she is pushing people away to test their committment to her, to see if they will come anyways because they love her - I don't know? She plays so many games with people that is hard to figure out what her main goal is.
But then I try to remind myself, she is dying. She is scared, she is sad that she won't see her grandchildren graduate high school, college, fall in love, get married etc. She is very young, only 71. But what I don't understand is the being nasty and testing people. I spoke to the social worker and pastor from hospice yesterday and asked them to come see her again. She has fought any previous therapy and refused from day one to join any cancer support groups. They are going to come tomorrow and see if they can set up once a week visits. Hoping she will finally start to look inside herself at what she is doing to those around her who are only trying to help.
In the meantime, I continue to just get through each day. I am going to see my doctor on the 31st and have my anxiety medication increased. I have been on Lexipro for three months because I was at the point where I couldn't stop shaking and completely unable to sleep. It helped but as the stress and anxiety has increased since the holidays I am finding it is not enough anymore.
Thank you all again so much. Big HUGS to us all!!! We deserve it :)
Hope you all are doing well and finding the same little bit of peace that I am in just being able to share with others that know from their own experience. Feels good to not be alone

Don't feel bad for the awful thoughts that run through your head at night. My Mom was wandering and sneaky and fast on foot. I was making every effort to keep her safe and she always would trick me somehow and get out. I started having awful thoughts like if she only couldn't walk, maybe she'll fall and sprain her ankle. I was trying to keep her safe but had these thoughts so to keep her safe.... That's just crazy!!!! You get desperate when your overworked, tired, stressed, emotionally drained, and get no appreciation for it all. I believe this means your doing a good job.

Pbjgear- we are in a similar situation, minus the sister in law. My children are similar ages. My FIL passed away mid 2012. My 85 yr old MIL was very frail and not coping. She moved here suddenly to help support her. She has always been mean, cold, and very demanding. At first, she was very weak. Sadly, I thought this isn't so bad. In a weakened state, she wasn't quite so bad. But, steady meals and some structure, she rebounded pretty fast. Then, the old her came out in full force. My oldest just graduated from college(yay!) , our 2nd is in college. The impact on them is not so bad. Although, my college student couldn't get back to school fast enough after the holidays. My 9th grader is getting the worst of it. MIL lives on first floor as she cannot do stairs. My son calls this ground zero - danger zone to be avoided at all costs. He calls the 2nd foor and basement safe zones. He makes a beeline for a safe zone as soon as he gets home. I know spending more time with friends and less time with parents is normal at this age. However, it is the reason they are doing this that bothers me. I also feel like a prisoner in my own home. If we do, they must as well. MIL took over family room and dominates tv. So, my son has to watch in our room. I just converted an upstairs bonus room to a second family room. I told husband we had to have a space. In addition to expecting us to wait on her, she is mean to our son. This is our children's home first, and we need to protect that. As to the waiting on her, I am no longer catering to her requests. I want my bread cut this way, no carrots in my food- I don't like them, I want my laundry air dried, and on and on and on. No more. Does it say Hotel outside our house? No. I also work FT. Hang your stuff on a clothesline? Get serious. My next step is getting her to assisted living, which she can afford. She just prefers for us to wait on her. Good luck to you. Consider finding a space to turn into another tv room, if you can. It has definately helped.

Pbjgear.....I have had you on my mind today.....praying that you have had a peaceful day. K

pbigear The first thing I want to tell you is your a great person. You should not think of yourself as anything else. It sounds to me like your MIL is testing you because she wants you to give up because she really wants your husbands attention. As for your children they probably need to have the time away because of their ages and school. Believe me, they know your caring and they will learn from the ordeal your going through. Your teaching them the most important lesson in life... to care for people, not reject them when they need someone the most. They may not get that now but they will. I feel very strongly about my Mom's care because I witness my Grandfather putting my Grandmothers life first always, and he left My Mother to take over after she needed NH care near the end, he placed his wife in a Home near my Mother (2 hours away), which was the hardest thing in his life to do, but he knew it was necessary . Don't beat yourself up.... everyone else does that for you. LOL if you can!!!
You should choose your important duties and screw the others. What I mean is if your MIL is not bleeding, starving, dirty, and just screaming for nonsense it's not as important as your sanity. It's funny but when you mentioned the padded room I remember "being there" (state of mind) and I thought at least I could think and rest, that thought was like a fantasy of a wonderful vacation, but, then I thought... then everything would fall apart and I'd get blamed for running away. It's Ironic now because after everyone ran away and Mom is happy in a NH going to outlive us all they are mad at me, for making decisions even though I was rejected by them. I am happy....Mom is happy... everyone else is miserable. I have to live with ME and they have to live with themselves. Please.... give yourself a break you deserve it!!!

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