Mom moved in two years ago and it was way too stressful for me and because she insisted on being so independent and basically compete with me she broke her pelvis, femur and hip. She fell a few more times while at my home. She’s all healed up and I called her bluff three months ago because I couldn’t take her complaining, when she lived in our home, where she had everything. Private bathroom, bedroom, living room and could be anywhere else in our home, but upstairs. Even a day before her move she came upstairs (post injuries). She complains equally where she’s at now, which is a very nice 1 bedroom apt, w/balcony, kitchen at Brookdale. She calls it a prison. Won’t go downstairs to eat etc. I have groceries delivered. I’m the only daughter, 1 brother don’t count on.
Can I get on with my life or do I stay here until she passes? She’s well by the way. There isn’t anything I can’t do from where we’ve moving except see her. It’s so much about guilt which she is #1 at doing and me accepting. These last 2+ years have really been unhealthy and unhappy for me.
My husband wants her to go with us. He deserves to retire and move. I want too also.