My mother is bad about getting obsessed on certain ideas. I've been able to handle most of them okay. This newest obsession is more difficult.
My mother has weak pelvic muscles, so has a lot of urinary accidents. She denies it and does laundry all day long to try to hide it, but I know the truth. She absolutely refuses to wear any protective undergarments. Period. I try to keep the floors clean, but the accidents are so frequent that it is hard to keep the smell at bay. I clean, it comes back. It is under the toilet. I need to clean and caulk, but she has another accident before I can get it dry and caulked.
For the past couple of weeks she has decided that the smell is coming from my rabbits. She tells me that I need to have them put down. She pulls at my bedroom door a lot, trying to get it more shut off. She tells me to stop opening and closing my door, because it lets all the smell out. She sprays the house so much that the floors are sticky.
She has taken to blocking the shower drain because the rabbit smell is coming up from there. She tells me I stink like the rabbits. I tell her that it is her bathroom. I clean and the smell goes away, of course, but then there are more accidents.
I work hard to keep the rabbit room clean and fresh. If there is any smell, I take care of it fast. Their room is off mine, and I certainly don't want any stink. Today was a really bad day with my mother. She did everything she could to conquer the "rabbit smell." She won't accept that it isn't the rabbits that smell so bad. I try to explain what it is, but she says I'm lying -- that I need to have the rabbits put down. I'm sorry, but I can't see putting the rabbits I love dearly to sleep because my mother can't stop peeing on the floor. This is a situation I can't figure out how to handle and feel that my caregiving days are drawing to an end.