Hi Everyone. Thank you ALL so much for being here. This has been the most wonderful support group! My heart goes out to all of you! It's SO hard to be a (or the only) caretaker! I'm 49 and am totally alone to care for my mom and s-dad. I feel like just yesterday I was young, carefree, riding my bike, being with friends and remember the days where I never worried about being a caretaker for my mom. It makes me so sad to know that those carefree days are gone. I'm afraid of what the future will bring. I have no other family except my mom. I'm totally alone to care for my mom and s-dad. Both are in very bad shape with emphesema, severe heart and circulation problems, etc... At present, my mom is very ill. She has a defibrillator to regulate her heart and to shock her if her heart should stop again. She also has PAD (peripheral artery disease), which is severe. She had 3 Stents put into her legs last week. The Stent in the left leg did not work, so she needs to have an arterial/vein bypass done in her left leg. Today her left leg is very swollen and blue! Some of the blue color is from echymosis, but it looks very bad. She will call her Vascular Surgeon tomorrow (Monday) morning. I offered to take her to the ER, but she refused. I'm the only person my mom and s-dad will allow to help them. I feel that I can't take much more though. I'm on disability myself b/c of chronic pain conditions. I'm exhausted to the point of falling asleep standing up! I can't eat b/c I'm now having stomach pains. My own pain is awful. I'm having panic attacks and feel VERY depressed. "Friends" are long gone. There's so much stress in this house that no one stops in. I'd love to have just some emotional support. I think people are afraid that I might ask them to help in some way if they stop in. I wouldn't. I just need emotional support desperately. I'm taking care of ALL of the household chores. I'm working harder now than when I worked a full time job as a nurse. At least then I could come home and rest after my shift was over. Now there is no rest! Both my mom and s-dad are in such bad shape that I never know if they'll be alive when I get up the next morning. I'm scared! I've been getting bad stomach pains, chest tightness and feel like my life has become a train wreck. I just need support and need to talk with others who know what it's like to have the pressure and stress of being a caretaker. Thank you all so much for being here, although I'm sorry for the stress that you're all under. My mom and s-dad can afford to have help come in, but refuse. Any feedback, guidance, friendship and support would be greatly appreciated!
Thanks Everyone... Kathy
Only terminally ill pts. can receive hospice services. Medicare has tightened the reigns tremendously in the past year. They cut funding for hospice care. Medicare under the new healthcare law has decided that hospices are unnecessary.
Maggiesue, thanks for the ensure laugh, I do understand. By the way, the "death rattle" is nothing more than air moving over accumulated secretions in the airway.
Willow, in my town there are nonprofit orgs. that provide different services to those in need and it doesn't depend on finances. However, donations are excepted. Services range from transportation to housekeeping to respite. Your town is larger than my town so I hope you can find something.
Again, I'm SO thankful and greatful to all of you and I pray that you're all getting a break somehow, someway... I want to comment more on all of the very welcomed posts/replies... I just hurt too much now to sit at the computer.
Love and peace to you all!
I'm praying for Balance in all of this. It really helps to hear from you all frequently... How's that for sounding needy? LOL... I find 'sanity' when I hear from y'all!
Kathy
I can't speak for everyone, but I know that I benefit greatly from these posts and discussions, and your strength and spirit especially have given me a needed example of how much one person really can do when the chips are down.
I admire and look up to you.
Just a thought, but maybe there is a way to have help come in, not for your parents, but for you? They really couldn't refuse a Dr.'s or Social services order that YOU, again, not them, have help, If they happen to benefit from that too, well...
I totally agree with MiaMadre. Get help or EMS will be carting you out of your house in a straight jacket. When you said "I'm the only person my mom and s-dad will allow to help them," the red flags went up. ... But it takes two to tango. A lot of this goes on because you're letting your parents dictate your every move. It's time for you to take charge once and for all and reclaim your life -- bike-riding, friends, and all.
I'll be tracking your progress to make sure you're taking good care of yourself. And don't hole up or pretend everything's peachy. We'll find you ... and nag you back into shape.
Until then, here's a big hug from The Bronx (NY).
-- ED
I felt so repulsed that I thought I might get out of control. But I didn't know what to expect. Then I realized I couldn't remember if anyone had described a meltdown. Everyone's been talking about what Kathy should do before she has a meltdown. But what is a meltdown? What happens?
BTW I took my dog and hid on my mother again. I'm okay. And I guess she's okay. Probably making another list.
I keep telling her to go home and that she's worn out her welcome at my house. But she says her house is too dirty to return to. I'm working on it. The cleaning people have a machine that removes construction dust from the air and blows it out the window. She had a fire in July and needed a lot of reconstruction on her home. She's been here for 3 months. Face to face 24/7. I'm used to Sunday shopping and daily checkup calls. But not this constant toxic person in my person space. Before she came here in July I hadn't let her in my home for over 10 years.
Someone here once described it as hitting a wall, that is what it's like. I just needed everything to STOP.
sO, NEEDLESS TO SAY i COULDN'T KEEP UP THE PACE. sSo I went into meltdown. Haven't spoke to her in almost a week. I will pick up the torch again soon, but I had to take this break. It all became too much on me. I would cringe when I saw her name come up on the caller id several times a day. Felt like I was losing it. My self imposed break is helping. I am getting stronger snd healthier every day and am getting a much needed break.
Rest, healthy food , sleep, and even Xanex helps a lot I will jump back in the water when I am ready. But with a new set of rules and boundaries for her. But she has OCD , anxiety, borderline disorder and Narcisism. So as you can see, it's a Herculon mission. But it is getting down to survival of the fittest..
For example, a person with borderline personality disorder fears abandonment but also fear intimacy. plus can't fax their own imperfections. Thus, the classic book, "I Hate You, Don't Leave Me."
Not being able to face much less deal with their own mixture of black and white, people with this problem will split people into entirely the white hat person vs the entirely black hat person. Because they are totally convinced that you will eventually reject them and more so if you get to know them better that the set up a self fulfilling prophesy by which they feel good about rejecting you because of whatever which is obviously (at least to them) your fault. These sick people tend to operate on impulse and not on rational reflection. Thus, their leaning toward irrational rages People with BPD have the unique ability to become what they perceive you want them to be but their mask can only be maintained so long. Just before it drops they create a tornado like drama which they then step into the middle of and proclaim themselves the victim. .
A person with an untreated personality disorder can serve as an open window for all sorts of evil to be accomplished which is multiplied in its impact when they hide their narcissism or borderline personality disorder behind a religious mask in either the clergy or the laity and both.
Parents of either sex, who are narcissistic live in a realm of being abusive people covers the whole panorama of abuse in all of its forms to all of the various human targets. Narcissistic fathers hurt their sons by never letting them experience healthy male bonding. Narcissistic mothers hurt their daughters by never letting them experience healthy female bonding. There is more that I could write, but I'm going to call it a night.
I wanted to mention that I'm seeing an obvious trend here and am starting to think that the whole care-giving role that we play might just be feeding in to our parents selfishness and neediness. Perhaps we cause, or at least enable, their behavior by our own reaction to their infirmity? By being as caring and responsible as we feel we should be, and that family and society expect us to be, are we setting them to play the role of the person who needs and deserves our attentions?
Have we created our own little monsters?
It was just too much one more snarky comment from my mother about care for HER elderly father and I snapped. got a shower called 911 and waited to escape..How I knew it wasn't fixed? When I got back the next day from a overnight respite center...the Bullshit just came back....but at least it got her to DO SOMETHING FOR ONCE and he is now in Adult Day Health two days a week..It helps some.
You sound like you are scared you may do something you didn't intend...That is the break down and you need stop gap help right away. Don't think you don't before it is too late. Do what ever you must to get the help you need...
A 2 hr break 3 tiems a week would help. I could go to a gym and run on the elipical machine to burn off the frustration. I guess we have to forgive ourselves for whatever we think we have done wrong and appreciate ourselves for all the good things we do. Easier said that done, though.
It's comforting to know there are others out there in the same situation. I see my mother in so many of your comments.
I too have wondered if my mother is a vessel of evil. Scott Peck addressed evil in a book entitled People of the Lie. I read it some time ago and recognized my parents in it.
When I was a kid I had several dogs and all of them died early. They would get loose when I was at school and get hit or one little female died after she was spayed. As an adult I didn't have animals because it was too hard for me as a kid to lose my canine friends. The dog I have now came to me recently. He is a good animal and needed a home. I am very fond of him. We share a lot of affection. I'm starting to get uneasy leaving him at home alone with my mother in my house.
To me caregiving is a moral issue. It's a duty to care for family members who are incapcitated. I have no love for my mother but I don't want anyone to be mean to her. In residential care she would be snubbed by the other residents and staff would be indifferent. People won't put up with her personality problems. Because she can get aggressive others will attack back. I don't want to referee that situation.
My mom has undiagnosed mental issues. She has had them all of my life. My childhood was not so nice. Looking back now I realize my poor dad was super depressed his whole life with my mom. Now he is so demented he doesn't even know she is his wife half the time.
But I have noticed a lightening of my moms moods toward my dad in the past year.
Once she would except the fact that my dad did have dementia she stopped yelling at him and accusing him of "deviling her". But as for all her other "hangups", they have deepened.
She has a way of sucking the life out of me. I won't go into it because there is just so much garbage and talking about it makes me very angry. But I can say the day in day out hands on care of my parents is not what melts me down; it is the emotional junk form my mom.
I know for myself, the main problem is that my mother instilled such fear in me as a child that even now I have a hard time going against her. I have to keep reminding myself that I am not that little girl anymore living in HER house. I am a women and she lives in MY house. I don't need to please her anymore.
She has lived with me for 4 yrs now and it is a slow uphill battle but I continue to take my life back. I refuse to walk on those egg shells any longer. I am well aware that she calls my half brother and complains and lies about me but I just dare him to get in my face.
I really think he knows that I will deposit her on his doorstep if he opens his mouth to me.
Thanks for being here, I am sorry for your stress issues, but it is comforting to know that I'm not alone.
I am so very proud of you and your accomplishments in dealing with the F.O.G. (fear, obligation and guilt) your mommy programed into you as a little girl, but now standing up as the adult daughter instead of laying down like a little girl in fear before her mommy. Like one navy admiral once said with torpedoes heading straight for him, "dam the torpedoes, straight ahead and he one', likewise dam those eggshells for you didn't make her that way, you can't fix her nor can you control her egg like condition. All you or any of us can do and particularly in relation to parents with a personality disorder, is to choose a healthy path for ourselves with the outlook that if others, yes including even your mother, want to get on a healthy path fine, and if not fine. I'm having to deal with repressed abuse that I suffered at the hands of my single parent mom which did not stop when she got married again when I was eleven that I've suppressed all these years, but after several years in therapy these flashbacks over the last several weeks are exploding like emotional land minds in my head. and thus my various expressions of wishing she were already dead. I feel like after what she did to me that I deserve for her to die. Although she gave me birth, she should not be living on this earth even though while in my thirties she told me that she knew what she was doing was wrong but could not help it. Dang she had a masters of Education in guidance counseling which sends her excuse to the pit. Sorry, to go so way off, but I just had to vent. I'm going to leave and vent some more by making a song from all here to fore.
Love to you all & God Bless,
Kathy
God Bless you All!!!
Love y'all too!
Kathy