I have to live with my Mother now. She does not have dementia, incontinence, etc. I know she appreciates the company, and I have tried every weapon in my arsenal to be sweet and patient. I don't get any time whatsoever to myself, and I only 24 minutes out of the day, to watch one cooking show. That never happens; she never shuts up. She will not respect my boundaries : I am with you every second of the day, please pleeeease just five me that 24 minutes. It seems the instant I sit down, I spend most of the time running back and forth for her. When I sit down, she babbles about everything from the obituaries, to how much she hates the chefs hair, to one of the ancient stories. If I never hear another word about 1941, it will be too soon. And in every story she tells, she's the heroine, the most beautiful, sought after, cleverest, and most driven. And God forbid I should pick up the ipad to deal with something ... As far as she is concerned, anything that happens on a computer is pure "playing", and no good can come of it. I am also sick of hearing what a FABULOUS brave heroine she was at both her husbands death AND my husband. Yup, I lost my husband through suicide, yet she is somehow a BIG heroine in that story. She was 400 miles away at the time.
Her hearing is starting to go. And I have to shout the most inane things five or six times ... There's just no way to so that without sounding like a maniac after the fifth time. The other day I was sick sick sick with the flu, just trying to get a little rest, and even with my head covered with a blanket, she stood there and just talked and talked and talked.
Gang, how do I shut her up and get her to leave me alone for just a COUPLE of minutes before I scream, and my brains fall out? Thank you for listening :)