My mother has been narcissistic, mean and nasty life long. I cared for her for out of duty for four hellish years. Now in a NH her journey down looney toon alley is outta sight - calling me screaming and getting me into a stroke/heart attack situation. I will visit, ensure she has all she needs and attend to her financis but I'm kicking her to the curb.
Tomorrow I will confront her, if she's not in looney tunes mode, and walk away.
Hugs to you. May you find the right words to express yourself and may your Mom actually listen. And if she doesn't , which she probably won't, :( come back on here and let it out.
So sorry for your tears.
((hugs))
Expect turbulence! And look after yourself xxx
Ashlynne take time away.. She is being cared for! Hugs...
Blessings
rioblu you obviously have not come to the stage where you'll have a heart attack or stroke if things continue as they are. According to your profile your parent has vision problems, nothing more? If you're super lucky that's all it will be and you'll never have to cope with alzheimers or dementia, incontinence, wandering, being wheelchair & bed ridden, evil wild imaginings, verbal and physical abuse, never really sleeping because you're "it" 24/7, constantly calling an ambulance in the middle of the night and racing to the ER for falls, broken bones and other stuff. I realize you mean well, but until you have walked in our shoes ... lucky you!.
I'm still a bit shaky but I'm taking a few days (or as long as it takes to straighten out) for me. I don't need to get away as I live way out in the country on 2 acres and this is my sanctuary. Since changing my phone # I'm staying up late watching movies, sleeping in, hanging out with my critturs. My phone number has been changed and is unpublished so I no longer have to fear the phone ringing with screaming tantrums.
I met with the NH admin yesterday and we decided on fibs. The first time she tries to call me and gets "not in service" staff will tell her my phone is out of order. When I next visit and she asks, well I rarely use the phone so it's gone and I just use cell, but no point in her having the # as I only have it on when I want to call someone.
I'm not there yet but already I feel so much peace in my soul. Thank you all.
Rioblu, I salute your energy and dedication. Not everybody can aspire to so much; and some people have shorter tethers than others. But once you've got to the end, you've got to the end. Have a heart for those who have, indeed, reached their limit.
From your last post: "My mother has senile dementia, congestive heart failure, diabetic retinopathy, legally blind & neuropathy".
Well, which is it? No disrespect but I tend to ignore people who can't get their story straight.
She said she'd tried to call a former neighbour (staff dialed for her) but the number was gone and she was horrified, being long distance, that it cost $5. That gave me my opening to say that my phone is playing up, I use it so rarely, and, to save $60 a month, I may well get rid of it and just use cell. No point in her having the cell number as I only have it on went I want to use it. She totally agreed, having been a miser since my dad died 15 years ago and took care of & paid for everything, so it may be that my escape will be easy peasy.
The odd thing is that no-one in the family ever went (if you'll excuse the expression) looney tunes. She has the best care there is and I do the best I can, but I refuse to let her drive me into a stroke or heart attack.
rio do you have help? Can you get help? Do you have siblings who could help? Do you have a partner and kids who could help? No-one can help if you don't give the whole story.
Hats off to rioblu for being so strong, Hats off to ashlynne for surviving.
I live out in the country and soon there will be hundreds of snow geese on the fields, the tree in the backyard will be in bloom and the asparagus & rhubarb will start to pop up. There are deer & wild turkeys, frogs and toads in the pond and I sit out on the deck until dusk drinking it all in. Nature feeds my soul and I feel that once spring arrives I will heal.
Her call buzzer had been going for a long time and I turned it off as she didn't need anything. The staff care for her wonderfully but I suspect they're getting tired of running to her every beck, call & whim.
She started in on me about "Well, what do you think about me getting a house and someone to live with me. I'll have to advertise for someone. I can get in and out of bed, walk and go to the bathroom by myself." At that point a nurse came in and her attention was on getting to Joyce's room. I said well I must go take care of the dogs - I have a big lab and my mother's little dog, so that was fine by her - and I fled
As the nurse and I walked down the hall I confirmed with her that the standing, going to the bathroom alone and so on was completely untrue, just a product of the dementia. Out of the corner of my eye I saw my mother wheeling herself out to go to Joyce's room and get her hair done. I knew that once she discovered Joyce playing bingo and unable to attend to her immediately she'd throw a tantrum and cause a scene - I bolted like the devil was after me.
My new phone number is now in effect and I'm starting to feel better than I've done in years though I've a long way to go I'll still visit and take her treats but if she starts on me "I have to let the dogs out, they've been alone for hours" allows me to escape. A dog nut, very many years ago she got a puppy weiner dog and wanted it to sleep in the bed. My father (RIP) said no dogs in the bed so she moved to the spare room with the pup. My father spent the last 12 years of his life sleeping alone and going everywhere by himself as she preferred the dog. Nice lady eh?