Hey folks, welcome to the new whine/general topic thread. Feel free to use this thread to discuss anything that is on your mind. Caregiving- related stuff, life after a loved one's death, your own emotional wellbeing. Whatever..........anything on your mind.
I wish i knew why they never come back.
So I'll use this opportunity to say hugs to you all since that seems to be my only option right now. Kind of like Oprah Winfrey but without the cars. A hug for you, and you and you....................etc.
There are still some problems with the site I hope they are working on:
some pages still have different sized fonts
there is no list of new articles so unless you are getting the newsletters they are impossible to find
I've noticed some of the links in the articles and guides don't work
On the positive side there has been less spam but it's hard to know if that is just serendipity.
It's a girl is nice!
May the Lord richly bless you, grandma!
My poor friend is at her wit's end. I asked if perhaps it was time for a facility so that she wouldn't have so much responsibility (paperwork, shopping, etc.) She said quickly, "oh, my mother would be neglected there". I asked if mom's doctor was prescribing meds. The answer was yes "but I don't want to turn her into a zombie". We talked for a while about the care my mother receives in her NH, and about titrating psych meds.
I hope I gave her some ideas to chew on. She needs to take care of HER! When I said that to her, she said sadly, "yes, that's what everyone says--take care of you. But there is no one else to care for my mother".
Oy. Just venting.
Blackhole, what you said really resonates with me. And makes me afraid as well. I don't look forward to aging into my 80s or 90s. I always thought I would want to live to 100 but now I'm not so sure.
I wish I was stronger and wiser after the death of my father. But I am even more fearful of facing more loss. I am still struggling to find a purpose after his death. Although it was hard seeing him so unhappy, in some ways he was still strong. I think he could have made it a little longer if only he wasn't so stubborn about taking his meds. I still have to do my dad's taxes this year. Its the final housekeeping item I have for him and it breaks my heart. I'm so used to doing this and that for him and now its all come down to one final tax return.
This malaise and discomfort lingers with me. Long after the events were fresh. It's as if the past 5 years changed my DNA.
I had hoped to come out of this stronger and wiser. Sometimes that's true.
Other times, all I see is a planet full of people who whose deaths will probably not comply with the delusion of an upbeat, no-fuss exit.
Instead, most of them (myself included?) will intentionally or unintentionally suck the joy out of others as age increases and capacity decreases.
I'm so sorry for the losses you have been through in such a short time. My deepest sympathies and condolences. I think 2016 was such a difficult year. It started with a friend's aunt dying at 60 of brain cancer. Neighbor of 20 years moved a way. 2 more friends moving across the country. I don't know if it was a sign, but even the little things like the TV having to be replaced, light bulbs, smoke detectors, it just never seemed to end. And all the tragic news about this celebrity passing and this person passing. My one sibling was getting divorced. And the exclamation point was my dad's passing. 2017 is me trying to work through all my feelings of anger about why it had to be my dad? I will try to take comfort in your words because its true my dad no longer has to deal with doctors and is no longer suffering. I just wish I could come to terms with this new reality. Thank you again Katie for your support.
{{Hugs}}, Katie.
oh joy tomorrow I get to work on mom's taxes