During the pre-prep at moms I had to have 'strangers' in her house helping me rearrange furniture. But before they came I'd gathered up all her Jewelry cases and found hiding spots for them. Well, after all was re arranged, I thought I put all her jewelry boxes back..but apparently 2 months into her being home from hospital I misplaced one and could not find it. Mom was distraught over this and one day she laid into me verbally and kept beating the dead horse over and over complaining at me to find it ...find it ...find it...and she spouted off every detail about each piece of jewelry in that case.
When a person puts severe pressure on me I explode in anger. Mom was pounding me about it every 5 minutes over a 2 hour period and crying and yelling at me and blaming me for having strangers in the house who stole it. I tried to remain calm and even avoided her while i was trying to recall and retrace my steps in a quiet room. But she kept coming at me ...yelling about it..yelling and accusing me of things and that's when I totally went postal on her and screamed at her for accusing me, and anyone who came to help, of stealing it when I knew I hid it so well that even I could not recall where to even begin to look.
I could not even remember moving it twice due to 2 different days of having people helping me move things around to create a new bedroom on first floor. Of course, I could not recall where I last hid it. Her chronic every couple minutes of pressuring me did not help.
So after I exploded and yelled at her I went to another room to cool down..I was upstairs not 5 minutes when my moms crying voice calls for me and I go to the staircase and look down to see her holding the very jewelry case she was cranky about for the past 2 hours. She found it inside a dry sink.
I ran down and hugged her and said sorry for screaming at her and that I knew she was sorry for yelling and pressuring me so bad.
Yep...she showed me exactly where she found it inside the sink and I still cannot recall putting it there...Yet, I had to have placed it there cause I was the only child in the house aware of her jewelry cases and needed to hide them away from strangers sight. Then she opened that case and started to pull each piece out and tell the story of it. ...we calmed down and put it away in a place she could remember(hopefully).
Have any of you ever had a similar experience? How do you keep from exploding and screaming at your own parent as they accuse you of wrongdoing, or scream at you for having strangers, even neighbors, in their house when they are in hospital, or for that matter being so unforgiving of you for rearranging the house and putting a bedroom on the first floor for them?