I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
This is our "safe place" to vent and whine about even the most mundane of aspects of caregiving - because those are the things that really wear us down - the same day in-day out things that we deal with 24/7 that no one else but another caregiver can possibly understand. Outsiders will look at what we're complaining about and say, "Well, what are you complaining about?! Why is it such a big deal that your Mom wakes up at the very moment you're trying to make a meal and needs changing or some other help? You should be at her beck and call all day long - after all, she did it for you when you were a child!" They don't get it - obviously. If they had to live in a caregiver's shoes - especially a live-in caregiver - for just one week, I guarantee you, they'd never make such a statement again. It's not about doing for our loved ones because they did for us when we were younger. It's about not having a life of your own as an adult, whether you gave up that life to care for them willingly or not.
Time is precious, you're right. It is amazing how it makes us feel better knowing we're not "alone". It's nice that you get phone calls; as easy as it is, my mom doesn't get any. She has told me a few times how lonely she is, and asks if she did something to her other kids that they don't want to talk to her or visit her. It breaks my heart and makes me furious at them! I've even told them what she's said and it just rolls off their back. Our mother has always been there for all of us kids - she raised 7 of us alone and helped all of us with our kids. If infuriates me even more than leaving me to take care of her alone (except my brother's her POA). Not even on her birthday or Mother's Day. Sickening.
You know, I can only imagine what my cats ... aka..the kids ....get into when I'm sleeping. I have woke up in the morning to find all kinds of mayhem ...I used to sleep through most of it but now I am so tuned in to listening for the slightest noise from Mama that I wake up when they start their rampage....Back before I moved home, I had fallen asleep on the sofa that night and just stayed there and the next morning got up and drifted outside with my coffee and my neighbor came outside and asked me what on earth I had in my hair...It appears the kids had shredded a paper and my hair was full of those pieces of paper...I almost got the image in my head of them sitting around me giggling and putting pieces of paper in "mom's" hair..people who know me know that when I say "the kids" I am talking about my cats because I don't have children... :)
hope you get some time off Jeanette. My brother has recently started telling me if I need him to come just call him...trouble with that is, I have asked for time before and then I have to ask again, then again, and then he gets here so late that it is time to come back by the time I leave, and I am worn out and aggravated so I just gave up a long time ago...for me the way to go is going to be respite...once all the bugs have cleared away...Mama's still pretty frail now anyway so it would be mentally difficult for me to even think of not staying close by right now...
hope everyone has a peaceful night...
I don't ask my brothers for help. One lives faraway, so couldn't help. The other is tied up with family and work. His family would probably help if I ask them, but I have a hard time asking for help. I can't really figure out what I need help with, anyway. I don't have to be here all the time yet. I would like my brother's help keeping Mom company, even if it is just to call her every few days. I do occasionally ask both brothers to call her. They do... but I really don't want to have to tell them to call her. They should know to do that themselves without Sis having to remind them like a nag.
So far our texts have been....
"Hey, is it possible I can get a few hours break? Mom hasn't been sleeping so well and I am exhausted".
"Entirely Possible"
"Thank God. I am so tired. She's been pacing and talking all night long. So much so the dog slept on the couch.
"Fine, just need to know when so I can plan ahead".
"Surprise us. Days do not matter anymore as they just blend together, besides, your mother would like to visit with you I a m sure".
"Sunday, Monday??? Right in there"??
Sigh.
my buddy ' mickey ' who works with me sometimes , has legally adopted a young neice . mick is one of a kind . a bipolar control freak but a kicka** husband and father . the adopted girl is used to being spoiled to compensate for otherwise irresponsible parenting . its interesting to watch mick and his wife break the news to this kid that she aint in disneyland anymore and shed live like poor folk .
good , poor , folk ..
good for the state and county for choosing micks frugality over the weakness of doting grandparents .
In the past 15 years they always have had 2 brand new cars with two car payments. Again, not impressed, but then again I am driving my beloved 19 year old Jeep. Her Dad's Jeep is also 19 years old. We save a ton of money keeping our old vehicles until the wheels fall off.
Their daughters want gymnastic lessons, horse riding lessons, cheer-leading camp, designer clothes... my gosh, these girls are still in grade school :P We had none of those things in grade school and we survived.
And the daughter wants a larger house. They have very little saved for any type of rainy day, and forget about retirement. That new house is just a pipe dream for them. Come on, kids, try to live BELOW your means.
i think it best to just go , during an outdoor sitting session . i think there are people in the nh staff who would turn their heads and high 5 each other unless im badly misreading these bunch of women and men .
were going either way if edna holds up long enough . aint a mf ' in thing i could be charged with , and even if i were i always considered probation to be a bargain in comparison to the cost of a therapist . told a probation officer that once . hes probably still bustin a gut .
told another in marion indiana that i was going to go out to the state fish hatchery and FK fish for my 100 hours of community service . that poor sucker came unglued . his job is to keep a straight face and i made him spit his dentures plum across the room .
were GOING to blow that s*ithole some spring day and we aint gonna be apologising for it in the end .
I saw an article on Yahoo Finance a few days ago about how savings are low for younger people because they can't stop spending. An iPhone each year, a new iPad, a laptop, multiple app downloads, a new car, a closet of new clothes... and they can't figure out how to get the money to put a new roof on their house, which is under water already. So they borrow more. We are doing a poor job teaching our young folk that they don't need everything that they see advertised.