Mother and I have had a few disagreements, but today I really put my foot down and told her that it doesn't matter how she felt about something. It's what had to be done and she was going to learn to except it. I just went through the cycle with her to get all of her neurological testing, and the two of us were told she has moderate Alzheimer's. This past week I see another drop in her, and it's time for me to step up and take more responsibilities for her. I turned off her stove (she keeps burning things and the Dr. said no more stove), cleaned out her fridge, and I am making arrangements for her home to be deep cleaned. I feel like a salmon swimming upstream, she is being resistant. The next step, since I told it doesn't matter how she feels, is to just do it and hope she settles in to it. She has become the worst hoarder, and when she tries to tidy up, it gets worse. Every shoe box, bowl or container that can hold something is packed with array of items from every room of the house.
Trying to understand why she's doing that is baffling. I feel like I'm being aggressive, but at the same time if I don't it won't get done and it just keeps getting worse. Somewhere in that pile of chaos is everything she can't find. It's hard to believe that just a few years ago she was the cleanest, most organized person I ever knew.