Oy, it seems to be setting in again. For the last two years, my mother has been coming down with illnesses in the colder months. This past two weeks she has had a pain in her hip and leg that sounds like it is sciatic pain. It wouldn't surprise me, because she sits all day long in a recliner. We've been to a doctor and had tests and x-rays that showed no problem. But she is getting sicker by the day, wrapping in blankets and taking her temperature to show how sick she is. Her doctor told her she needed to stay as active as possible, but my mother says she hurts too bad to move. She wants to go to the hospital almost every day. She is sure it is a blood clot or cancer.
I'm always left not knowing what to do. She has cried wolf so much that I don't know when to listen anymore. I've spent more time in doctors' offices than many doctors have, it seems. Today I fussed at her and told her the doctor said to keep moving, that I was afraid if she just kept sitting there that she soon wouldn't be able to walk at all, which would mean she wouldn't be able to stay home anymore. I wouldn't be able to care for her at home if she couldn't walk.
She got up and moved a while, but returned to her sick mode late in the evening. She talks about her pain nonstop. I do worry that there might be something and I don't want to ignore, but we have spent so much time on the hypochondria doctor merry-go-round in the last four years that I just can't do it anymore. Her doctor ordered PT for her, but I can't get her to go. I told her there was only one person who could help her, and that was herself. She is the only person who can make her get up and do something.
It seems like everything should be so easy. I don't know why it has to be so hard. My mother has diabetes and dementia. The rest has just been make believe so far.