Some history. She has had many health problems most of her life, and her life's journey has not been an easy one. She raised me and my 4 brothers with many step-dads and boyfriends along the way. One of our step-dads sexualy abused one of my brothers which basically ruined his life. One of Mom's problems is she is a prescription drug abuser. Ex. when I was about 20 and did not have much of a backbone she talked me into going to a Dr and requesting diet pills for her... I was 5'6" and weighed 120 lbs at the time! The whole experience is seared into my memory, it was so awful, I felt so stupid but did it for her. About a month later she asked me to go back and ask for more. I told her no and to please not ask me to do that ever again.
So here we are she's been in our home a week, the second day she took more Ativan than prescribed, fell on the desk in her room, cracked her head open and spent 3 days in the hospital. She lives for her next dose, and her meds is all she wants to talk about. She is gonna be 77 next month and has told me since I can remember to never put her in a NH. She has copd, Atrial Fibrillation, Diabetic, and has congestive heart failure. Plus a few other things.
Right now I'm exhausted, and have fibro, in a bad flare, and just found out I have high blood pressure, not good i know. I'm too tired so will write more when I can, she has no one else, I'm at a loss, and very down. I love her, but do not like her. What would you do? I have been reading here and feel like it's a lifeline, like so many of you. Thank you for listening.