We have a new member on board here at AgingCare, who asked another member a question: Why will you not care for your parents in your home? I think that is an EXCELLENT topic for discussion.
If you are willing to take your folks into your home to provide care for them, why are you willing to do it? What are the pros of that situation?
If you are unwilling to take your folks into your home to provide care for them, what is the reason for that unwillingness? What are the cons of that situation?
Sadly, that only lasted 9 days. We had to put her back in assisted living. The whole intent for bringing her home was that she was able to use her walker in our house. We tried to tell her that the wheelchair is too big as we live in a 960 sq ft double-wide mobile home. It was hard to get her down the hallway and then the transitioning from chair to toilet was taking its toll on my back. I'm 71 and my husband 75. It just didn't work. So we took her back, and her money continued to disappear. I ended up getting a job in order to make up the difference for her room and board at the private pay facility. We looked at Medicaid facilities and they were just awful.
My story was longer than I had planned. Anyway, My only advice is if you have a house big enough that your parents would have their quarters large enough for them to be comfortable, and most important, have in home care help as much as you or they can afford because your life is truly not your own and the toll it could take on your marriage may not be something you want to risk. I think it is a wonderful and courageous thing to do by 24/7 care of your parents. I'm sure you'll have a lot of opinions to the pro/con options you are looking for with this life changing decision.
I am still employed and my mother got to the point where she needed someone to check in on her several times a day.
I helped to keep her in her own home for as long as possible - taking her to appointments, bringing groceries, doing laundry, etc.
But when it became apparent (to me, but not her) that she could no longer stay at home, I hired an "elder care advocate" to help me find the best facility and get her moved.
I visited every weekend and tried to make sure she was as comfortable as possible.
Aside from being unable to do the care-giving required, I couldn't live with my mother even if her health and physical condition had been better.
She was NPD (Narcissistic) and was never the mother I needed, wanted, or deserved.
But, that's a discussion for another time...
We looked into assisted living, but thought it was expensive, already have a handicap accessible house, and she didn't really want to leave. If only we knew how long she will live - financial planning would be easier (lol). We will bring in help as long as it is practical and she is safe. We have a home health aid for 3 hours/week, house keeper every 2 weeks, lawn care, and snow plower. I encouraged her to make sure all legal paperwork is in order (trust, will, durable power of attorney, health care proxy).
NOTE... if my Father had outlived my mother, this would have been a much different story. He was a bear to live with and I would not have chosen to move in with him.
He was in rehab 3 years ago after a fall. He should have stayed, but he talked his doctor into letting him go home. He wants to die in his home. And his doctor is behind him doing this. Until he falls and breaks a bone. Or goes completely blind. Or some other catastrophe.
We offered our home to him. He refused. We are glad he refused. He is the most bullheaded stubborn man I have ever met in my life.
Our home is our refuge, where we recover, after spending time with Papa. I can’t imagine having contact with him 24/7. I am close to losing my mind, as is.
Two years ago signs of dementia progressed quickly, followed by a fractured shoulder and later a fractured hip. After two rounds of rehab with very little progress I decided I could take care of her just as good as the rehab employees. So for over eighteen months I was her caretaker. She received home care assistance that included nurse visits, an aide twice a week to bathe and dress her as well as an afternoon aide to relieve me for four hours a day. Mom and I had hours to chat and cement our mother/daughter relationship. In August her condition began to deteriorate further, packing food in her cheeks then not eating at all, not drinking and being able to swallow her meds, and losing significant weight. Mom eventually had to be placed on home hospice with someone from the care team visiting daily.
I am very relieved and at peace knowing I had the opportunity to provide care and solace to my mom in her final days.
Believe me the journey wasn’t an easy one. There were sleepless nights. Tons of frustration because she couldn’t/wouldn’t eat or drink, move on her own or assist me when I needed to move her BUT she was always thankful.
I would definitely do it again because I honestly feel it’s what she wanted me to do. I’m grateful that I had the opportunity to do it and demonstrate to my granddaughter what compassion is for your family but also for seniors.
In the beginning my patience needed improving because my caregiving experience was limited to mothering my child and grandchild, not adult care which is totally different.
My pros definitely outweighed my cons in the end. Not being a family of unlimited finances placing her a nursing home was absolutely out of the question. Caring for her at home was best for both her and me. Medicare and Medicaid contributed to her care by providing equipment and supplies necessary for her care.
My Gram lived with Mom for 7 years. Gram was in her 90's, legally blind, bad arthritis in knees and hands, and starting to get forgetful. Gram needed the help to bathe, to dress, a little help to toilet, and increasingly to transfer from bed to chair to walk with her walker. Gram needed somebody to keep her meds straight, make sure she got the right meds, and ate 3 square meals every day. Mom and Gram did well together since Gram was easy-going and compliant. Mom has similar outlook/values as Gram. So their situation worked well. This is the good example of a "Yes, I'll take my parents in and help them".
Mom decided to sell her house after Gram died. Mom got a great offer the week she put her home on the market. Should have been a "Yeah, Mom!" moment. She was not prepared to move, had no place to move to, and needed to move in 30 days. I helped her move from Illinois to Florida to stay with us "for awhile". She promised it was only for a short time, couple months max. I gave her a large bedroom and "bonus room" for her stuff. The remainder went to storage for that eventual "new home". She slowly started having her stuff creep into other rooms of the house. Her housekeeping is more lax than mine and so is her hygiene. I asked her to let me help her clean her rooms. I asked her to bathe more often. I asked her to see a dentist about a horrendous case of "dragon breath". She resisted my suggestions. I needed to take allergy meds the entire time because she had mildew/mold on boxes in her room. After 6 months living with me, she finally decided she needed to move. It took 3 months to find a condo she liked and get her moved there. My hubby and I helped her with fixing it up. We put her on our dental insurance so she is finally getting her teeth fixed (lots of abscesses). She can still drive, take care of her own affairs, and has her own friends and activities. She and we are happier with us "helping her" without her living with us. When she has to move back, I will have an in-law cottage for her use. That will provide enough separation. She will have a feeling of control/ownership that she needs with a safety net of family "help". We will have the privacy/control we need as well to live according to our much different habits.
At least in AL she has access to nurses, physical therapy, a chaplain ... to help keep her social. I don’t feel she would have gotten any of that here.
All that being said, I am still a total newbie at this. Every day brings a new challenge and a new emotional toll on me. I am so blessed to be able to be here for my mom, but I still wish it didn’t have to be this way. 😕
As for the con side of the question, I have no experience to offer. I know of some family breakdowns but I don't want to speculate on the reasons for them.
As you can see, many variables here. Lots of people raising valid points. I have enjoyed reading all of them. Thanks for posting an important question such as this and we are all learning from it. 😊
I spent the last 10 years helping my aging parents with bills, organizing repairs, home help, cleaners etc. as well as contributing to their finances. After Dad died Mom wanted to stay in the large family home but with health issues, isolation, lack of transportation, and a home needing expensive repairs we were concerned that she was not safe living alone, nor could she afford to live that way. Her expenses were larger than her income.
She stayed with me for a few weeks after her last hospital stay so I could assess if she was able to take care of herself. It was not a happy experience. My home is too small for her medical equipment, she was timing her meds to suit herself, watched TV all day long, talked non-stop when I was home, didn’t like the food I prepared. There was a constant stream of PT workers, nurses, home aids etc for her post op recovery. I was miserable.
Every time I left the house she was alone so I had to worry about that. She had a medical alert bracelet but couldn’t figure out how to unlock my doors! She has a cell phone but keeps turning the volume down when she slips it in her pocket and didn’t answer when I called.
I will admit that I am too selfish to want to take on the 24/7 care an elderly person requires. It really is nonstop. Yes, she took care of me when I was a child but she was a healthy young woman, I am 65 and beginning to have my own health concerns. I am beginning the process of finding a new place to live, to step down to a condo or senior apartment for myself so I don’t have to worry about yard work or maintenance of a home.
Long story here but Mom was persuaded to try Assisted Living for a few weeks. We visited several places, she chose the one she felt most comfortable in and after a year has settled in. She has company when she wants it, activities and games, meals, laundry and housekeeping, etc. as well as 24/7 assistance if needed. Best of all she is taking her meds as ordered under the supervision of a nurse. We sold her big house and the funds are paying her bills.
I am still on call for hair appointments, errands, shopping, bill paying and often feel like her personal assistant! But now I can visit, chat, reminisce and enjoy her company then go out and live my life.
I have a friend that is probably close to your MILs age and she says: a daughter's your daughter all her life, your son's your son until he takes a wife.
I think that they take that to extremes and that is why daughters are expected to give up their lives to care for aging parents.
Your story made me think of this.
Not everyone would have been as selfless as you, Llama. It wouldn’t have even been possible for some to move away from their own homes due to various circumstances. Glad you were able to do so. Obviously you made it a priority in your life.
I had just a year before, returned to my beloved, adopted home state of Arizona, so I was out of the picture, mostly, and didn't really understand that Dad had to be placed in a senior care facility, of which I knew nothing.
Next thing I learn is a phone call from Mother....Dad had passed. No one, apparently, was there with him....very sad indeed.
Life changed for me then....I realized that Mother needed help. So, I began to live in both places....she was in California, so an 8 hour drive got me to her. I would live with her for 2-3 weeks, cooking, cleaning, shopping, etc. Then I'd return home for a out 10 days to help my husband with the cats, as he was working full time then.
I did this dual life for about 2 1/2 years....then my sister list her job and her home, needed work and a place. So, Mother and I have her what we could....I was working as a paid caregiver, I gave that position to my sister. My mother welcomed my sister to come live there with her.
It went well, at first. Then things went south....they didn't get along so well, and my sister found out that she's no caregiver....she told me that herself.
Long story short, we had a blow up....and in a few months, my husband and I moved Mother from California to Arizona....with us. I wouldn't even EVER consider placing my dear, sweet mom in a rest home or nursing facility!! No way!! We lived together....she was always my dear earth angel....I love her so much....I did my absolute utmost to take the best care of her, in Jesus name....He was with me...and gave me the grace to do my utmost for Him. I have zero regrets, but one. I was unable to return my mother to her beloved Redondo Beach....😥. I didn't have a million bucks to do it for her, still don't. But, if I had the money, you can be sure I would've gotten her a final home in Redondo. That is my only regret. She deserved Everything, and more....she's the most wonderful woman that God ever made, and I was deeply blessed to have had her as my mother, and best friend for as long as I did.
Our mothers gave us their all....they chose Life for us! And sacrificed everything for us.....the least we can do for them is come alongside and help them, and love them when they are old, feeble and weak. It's the very least we can do! I wish I could do it all over again. God bless all of you dedicated caregivers!
Be at peace knowing that you did your very best. Your mom would want for you to be at peace as much as you desire for her to Rest In Peace.
My story... I have been taking care of my sweet Parkinson's ridden, Alzheimer's and dementia stricken 89 year old mother for over four years in my home. She moved in a month after my husband and I married. She has very limited mobility, can't communicate, wears diapers, doesn't know my name, etc. With both my husband and I being married previously and having raised our children, alas we got another one... aka my mother. It has been the hardest thing I have done in my life. I have always worked outside the home and truly enjoy working, being around other people and contributing, but have not done so in over a year. I have a private caregiver come five hours a day, five days per week - I handle mornings, evenings and weekends (unfortunately the same time periods I have to spend with my husband) and this is by far the most difficult thing I have done in my life and yes, there are times when I close my eyes and imagine putting her in a home and me regaining my life, but I always open my eyes and realize that the best place for my mom is with us. She is always surrounded by love and doesn't want for anything and she deserves that. But again, there are those times where I just don't think that I can do this any longer. We don't really talk about caring for our aging parents with each other (thank goodness for this board) and most of us don't receive any education in caregiving so it can be so overwhelming when it happens and to top it off, we have no end time frame that we can mark days off as they occur to see the progression.
My own personal thoughts are that your life is not really your own, it belongs to all of those in your circle (be thankful you have a circle). In the end, you have to look in the mirror at yourself and like the decisions that the person you see made. My retired brother who lives 250 miles away and saw our mother one time last year and doesn't call her or send a card does not seem to have any issues looking at himself and we were raised the same. Go figure.
My mother's finances are such that she could afford a comfortable care home for a few years, but then she could very well outlive her finances and then we would bring her here again (no government run home for her please) and start over at square one, which she won't remember and I'll long have tried to put out of my memory). So, at this point, here is where she will stay. I pray our Lord takes her in her sleep soon before her final demise becomes a painful turmoil for her and those that love her.
I have told my daughter when the time comes, if it does indeed come, not to care for me in her home...she has my blessing to put me in as nice a home as my finances allow, come see me every now and then, and go...live her life and live it well.
Its such a personal decision, but there are choices and options.
Blessings caregivers!!
You know, it’s interesting because often my children would see me caring for my mom and say, “Mom, one day we will care for you like you cared for grandma.” I said to them, “Like Hell you will! Thanks but no thanks. I want you to live your life for you.” I think they were puzzled by my comments at first but now have told me thanks.
Life gets complicated at times, doesn’t it.
By the way my mom also has Parkinson's disease. I cared for her nearly 15 years in my home. She will be placed in a facility. I’ve had a complicated relationship with siblings too. Now no relationship. It’s for the best. Some relationships are toxic.
I never had my own room until I moved away. Always had to share a room at home.
Yeah, would be strange moving back to a childhood room.