I posted this in the "whine" thread earlier....but I think it might be deserving of it's own thread, for those who want to complain or contemplate the issue, and also to share tips on how they got their parents to accept outside help. This seems to come up a LOT, all over the forum. This is what I wrote (slightly edited):
Why is it that so many aging parents don't see how exhausted and stressed out their caregiver children are? Why can't they see how much work this is? Or do they just not care?
I mean, just reading around in different threads - it's not just dysfunctional families, it's ALL kinds of families.
Like, why DO parents insist that their kids should and must be able to do the work of several paid workers? EVEN WHEN THEY HAVE THE MONEY TO PAY?
Why do they get so upset and resistant about allowing paid - or even volunteer - help come in to actually HELP their children?
Why do they insist that their kids be totally available to them, sometimes 24 hours a day, without allowing anyone from outside the family to spell them off?
What was all that "I don't want to be a burden" b.s. for, anyway?
My mom was like this even before her mind started going downhill. So it's not just dementia. It started with me driving 350 km every 2-3 weeks because she refused to hire someone to rake the lawn. (But she'd pay my gas and feed me that weekend....which all cost a lot more than hiring someone!)
I am really grateful for home support. I could NOT do this without them. But it was worse than pulling teeth to get my mom to accept even a minimal amount in the beginning. She still gripes about them coming in, even though they are 10x more patient with her than I am.
If it's payback for raising us, well.....it's not like our parents never got babysitters, or put us in daycare, or sent us to summer camp/granny's house so THEY could hold down a job and/or get a break.
"For all those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted." Luke 14:11
As to hallucinations - as I say, I don't really know what's up with her kidnapping delusions, as I can't get her to tell me much about them.
I don't think metabolic derangement has much to do with the way food is kept so much as the way your entire metabolic system gets messed up because of your diet. Renal patients have a huge list of foods they are not supposed to eat because their kidneys can't excrete the waste build-up, and dialysis can't remove it. They have to eat low protein and low salt, and avoid things like potassium, phosphorus, and certain other electrolytes. If those elements build up, they create a toxicity in the blood that contributes to metabolic problems.
In addition, I think that some parents might think that their children should "earn" their inheritance by providing caregiving. Or, that any money saved by not hiring outside help, or paying for care in a facility, will then be there for them as their inheritance when the time comes.
I have spoken to my oldest son, whose answer was to the effect that it was not a job he wanted, but if I asked him to do it, of course he would. I appreciate his honesty and his willingness. Truthfully, I think many offspring feel this way. If I had been completely honest with my mother I would have said the same when she asked me. It is a job that has to be done by someone. I assured him it largely could be done by distance, successfully, and that I would set it up to be as easy for him and ...as possible.
Never would I ask my kids to be hands-on caregivers for me. I would not do that to them. I want them to continue with their own lives as much as possible.
Golden put all of it in writing for your children, then they don't have to make decisions, just follow your wishes. I feel that is the kindest, most loving thing that can be given to anyone asked to be a POA. May it be many, many years before it is an issue for you.😘
Isthisreallyreal - I agree parents should put their wishes in writing, but parents also need to think about all the possibilities they don't want to face when they plan that kind of thing. My mom told me (verbally) that wanted to "go" the way her father did...staying at home independently and then spending a few days/weeks in a palliative hospice unit when it was her "time." Well, that's a great way to go, except he was healthy as a horse until a car accident put him in ICU, and that's how he ended up in hospice. I do wonder, if she'd known how sick she was going to get, or that she was going to get dementia, would she have still wanted me to give up my life caring for her at home until it was time for hospice?
dori - the two boys will, I think, see it like a job. They have always gotten along though are not best buddies. The more difficult one would be dd who wants to take control. Neither son is like that, nor will they have the challenges of hands on care that you are having. I have yet to check with middle son and find out how he sees it. I have read here where joint POAs have worked in some families. The other alternative is two POAs acting severally meaning they can act independently of one another, and thus split the work. Acting jointly, in this day of technology, is, I think, easier than it used to be.
Talking with your children before it happens is a great idea! I, too, have talked with my children, and I've told them that they can hire help if they need it. I've been surprised at how receptive they've been. They're already showing that they want to take care of me by cooking for me whenever I go over to their homes. But then my kids have seen how to take care of the elderly at home. They know what's expected. They know how to minimize any difficulties. Of course, they might never get the chance. My husband could outlive me. But it's still good to prepare them just in case.
I should add that neither of my sons have wives who could cope with caregiving, nor would I assume that they would, so it will be squarely on their shoulders.
When my father had Alzheimer's, he was actually a very sweet person, very innocent, almost like a child. (A big, heavy child who grows whiskers!) And my stepmom was in charge of her mental faculties till her very last days. I suppose that's why I thought it wouldn't be so difficult to care for my mom. So I sure didn't expect to get the nasty, combative, help-resistant person I got with mom's dementia!
Every situation is different. Every parent is different, even in the same family. It seems so tough to even know what to plan for....I guess you can plan for every possibility, but only if you know all the possibilities to expect.
It seems weird to think about planning my last years now, when I'm only 49....but the possibility of me getting dementia is strong, with both biological parents having had it. I guess on the positive side, I might still have time to start saving up for the kind of facility I'd want to live in!
Maybe I should take that idea I had about opening a senior's home and cat rescue seriously, lol!
For certain, I intend to KEEP complaining here, and there's nothing you can do about it. I am immune to your guilt-mongering.
So, soccer100, don't judge others.... we ALL have our problems and our breaking points, and this site has helped me so much to not feel alone since I found it a week ago. I wish you well, and time to heal.
I never felt like I had any space from mom either, no breathing room, as you say. Even as an adult when I went to visit. I do think that's why I ended up settling away from her, near my father and stepmother - even though I probably wasn't as aware of those reasons at the time. So caring for her turns out to actually be really oppressive.
A small part of me will miss her, but mostly I am looking forward to finally being free.
And I am also grateful to have this place, where I am at last able to speak my truth, and where I know I'm not alone.
I'm not relying on conventional meds to treat my FIL's dementia. Studies show that the meds don't work. So we use light therapy and diet. The brain is the fattest organ in the body. It needs healthy fats. Dinners are low in grains, starches, and sugars and high in healthy fats, such as avocado oil, coconut oil/milk/cream, and fatty fish. In regard to light therapy, we have instructed my FIL to keep the lights on during the day. He was turning them off, probably to save electricity. It's good to get full-spectrum light bulbs. He also takes a morning walk. One of the reasons the elderly can have trouble sleeping at night is that they take naps during the day. Light helps keep the body from producing too much melatonin during the day, and this helps them to stay awake. In the evening, lights should be dimmed to help the body produce melatonin so that they can sleep. Light therapy is an alternative treatment used to treat Sun Downers. There are other alternative treatments for Sun Downers, but I've found light therapy to work well.
I'd love to hear from others what tips they might have that got their parents to accept help, and what you might have done to make them understand that their resistance was causing you to lose out on your own life.
This is how I've done it, so far.
A few years ago, when I was seeing a counselor for some other stuff (one of the people in my career network turned out to be a pedophile and I lost my sh** over the number of colleagues who were turning a blind eye out of cowardice)....the topic of my mom's refusal to move here came up. I'd been working on mom for a year already. (Like everything she doesn't want to do, she'd say, "I'll think about it.") My problem was that I knew darned well mom would start to need more involved care soon, while she was content to stick her head in the sand.....and she would become too ill to make the move at all. I'd have to give up everything here to go care for her there - in a city where I didn't want to be, and where there was no future for me. All my social supports, my career, my community, the home I'd spent 2 decades building for myself - the only "safe" home I'd ever known in my life.....I would lose them.
My counselor told me that, while she might resist doing something that was obstensibly for HER own good.....as a mother, she would move mountains for the sake of her children, and that I needed to tell my mother, in detail, everything I would lose, every way it would impact me, if she didn't make the move.
Well, I felt guilty and selfish as hell, turning the issue of mom's care needs around and making it about me. But I did it. It took three days of arguing about this, but in the end, my mother finally understood what I was going to lose, and agreed. In fact, she made the choice so decisively, that she called the real estate guy the day she agreed, and told him she wanted to sell the house! He came the next day and she signed the paperwork there and then. I came back here, toured every apartment that was on the market with a video camera, and she happily chose this one. She even said she "knew" that this was the one, her home.
This is one of the few things that still works for me. When it came time for home support, she resisted the idea for months. I was exhausted and in constant pain from my disability. We screamed and yelled at each other....then I remembered my counselor's lesson. I finally sat her down and described in detail all the work I was doing (which she hadn't noticed), reminded her that I'd sublet my own beloved home to stay with her, told her how many career opportunities I had lost and how many ways my social network was slipping away from me, and described at length physical pain the work was causing me. I also told her that I was the one who needed a routine and some structure, so I could plan my days around her care needs. I even got the renal social worker talking to her about the same issues when she was away at dialysis. Kind of an "attack" from both sides.
She actually, grudgingly, agreed to receive SOME home support. It was only a few visits a week, but getting them in the door was the main hurdle. Now, many months later, she is used to their "intrusions" (as she thinks of them), and has even come to enjoy the gentle pampering they give her. And the big one....whenever I tried to care for her, get her to do something she has to do (wash, eat, change, take her meds, get ready for dialysis), she was nasty as all hell to me. (One time, she hit me!) And we'd just fight and fight. With them, she would become mild and even sweet. It cut down the fighting by leaps and bounds.
This winter, when mom got much worse, I started burning out in a big way, and I was in physical agony trying to keep up on all the things that had to be done. We were fighting again. I kept TELLING her I needed more help, but she kept saying she was going to get better and not need it. (She wasn't; she isn't.) This time, though, after a trip to the ER with mom, I just went ahead and arranged it, and told her it was happening. She grumbled and argued some, but this time, I really put my foot down. I said it was ME who needed the help, and....
.....I told her it was either we have more home support, or she had to go live in a nursing home, because I was no longer able to manage the level of care she needed with my disability.
And that's where we are now. Home support comes every day, twice a day. On dialysis days, they come three times, and I also get two four-hour respite blocks per week. Truth is, she's too weak to put up a fight now, anyway. And I really don't know how I'd manage it without them. I don't think I could. I was at my wit's end, and I think it really WAS a case of my way or the highway. She's accepted that if she wants to be in her own home, this is the way it's going to be.
Anyone else had success with the "it's to help ME" approach?
Any other things that have worked for you?
edit:of course if there is dementia all reason goes out the window
The GET BETTER, GO HOME was fibbing but the DO THIS FOR ME was reality. I was done in. Plus my dads dementia had increased at the same time. Mom knew she couldn’t handle him at home any longer. He moved in a few days later , YOU NEED TO STAY HERE AND HELP MOM.
We’re going on 4 months now. Mom’s dementia is catching up with Dads now. Mom has grudgingly settled in. Dad is just in the moment now.
Windyridge - actually, now that you mention it, I did use a little JUST UNTIL YOU GET BETTER to get mom to accept home support the first time around!