Well, I could actually write a book about this, but this is the gist of what is going on.
My grandmother passed away last January (1-31-17) (a part of me died that day as well) and I still grieve for her daily. She was my mother (she raised me) and my mother has always been like the sister I loved but did not like…. My mother should never have been allowed to have children.…My grandmother was the caregiver for my mother and brother (whom are both mildly mentally handicapped, mother 71 and brother 43). After my grandmother had her triple bypass she went into a nursing home for rehab. The day she got out of rehab (Nov 17, 2016) my husband and I picked up and moved permanently 2 hours away to my hometown back into the house I grew up in to care for my grandmother, mother and brother. My grandmother never had my mother or brother tested to see what exactly is wrong with them – She never admitted anything was wrong.
For the past 2 years my mother has been driving me insane, well actually everyone in the house including my brother. She lies about feeling like she is having a heart attack occasionally (have taken her to hospital for them to find nothing) …She speaks horrible to my brother who waits on her ass hand and foot….When she gets something on her mind (even the simplest things) she will not shut up about it….She will start babbling, like making noises like she is trying to talk but non sense comes out and then in the middle of doing that she will start talking normal….Honestly, it is like taking care of a child, there is so much more that she does as well….It is completely impossible to carry on a normal conversation with her because In the middle of a sentence she will interrupt and start talking about something totally different and then I get pissed that she wasn’t even listening to me at all….I am not sure if she means to do these things or she can’t help it because the ONLY person she does these things to are my brother….I will stand around the corner and hear her and of course when I do, I see RED and as soon as she sees me she stops and starts acting as normal as possible….Nobody is going to mistreat my brother….NOBODY!!!!
I just don’t know what to do anymore, I dread going home from work because I know what I am facing every day. My Bipolar 2 and anxiety can’t handle it anymore, but my options are limited. There is no other family that could take her, and I don’t think you can put someone in a nursing home just because they get on your nerves 24/7.
God, there is so much more to this saga but again these are the basics. I feel that if something doesn’t give, I am going to have a breakdown very very soon.
I am sorry for this being so long and if you hung in there with me, thank you!!!!