I need some advice! My mom has lived with my husband and myself for the last 2 1/2 years. We both agreed to have her come live with us since she was so unhappy in the nursing home. How to I tell her I don't want her to live with us anymore? It would mean a nursing home for her and that would probably just about kill her. She DID NOT adjust well the last time she was in a nursing home. Any suggestions would be appreciated.
Do what you need to do hon. You can't help another person when you are struggling yourself. It sounds like you have a good SW and thank God for one who gets it. Man those are rare.
Glad to hear though that things seem to be moving along. Glad you are doing better as well.
I hope everyone is doing well!! Neon--I hope you do not stay away--I am so busy everyday but I love coming here and reading and just feeling better when things get really hard. I hope you know we are hear if you need us and I will be praying for you and your family so take good care of yourself. Sorry you are so sad, I wish I could help in some way but if you need to vent or talk here is where I shall be!!
Edrex--you sound so well thank goodness for the peacefullness sometimes we don't know how stressed a situation is until we see what its like without it. Kids are aware of all things and they know when something is not quite right. I hope your wife can find her inner strength in order to raise her children and take care of herself and you of course.
Things are good for me today I just stayed home all day and my dad said what if I need something? I said then he will have to go get it. But no worries I will see him at first bells in the A.M. I am sure he could not pay his bills or put his pills together without me. I feel so wanted sometimes.
Take care every one have a good week!!
Alice
Thank you to the people who wrote on my wall. (Sorry, I didn't get back to you earlier, but I didn't even know I HAD a wall till today.)
I lost it a little today. I took my kids to a Passover play this morning. (We're non-observant Jews. But when my daughter was 5 years old, without any prompting from anyone , she told us she wanted to learn Hebrew. We didn't want to join a temple, but somehow I found a very religious but totally non-judgmental Jewish organization that has been teaching her Hebrew and about Judaism.) The kids had a great time at the Passover play. Afterwards they learned how to make matzah (unleavened bread) from scratch.
i was so tired driving them home I nearly fell asleep at the wheel. When I got to a red light, this thought actually passed through my head: "I'm stopped. It would probably be okay to doze off for a few seconds here." Thankfully, I came to my senses and pulled over till I was sure I was safe to drive.
When we got home, I fed the kids. Exhausted, I was going to lay down for a moment when the phone rang. It was my mother. She's doing great. She sounds strong. She's in that manic stage when she overestimates her ability to take care of herself. I hired another aide to take care of her when the first aide broke her foot. My mom decided she didn't need help and sent the new aide home. She told the cat sitter i'd hired for her that she didn't need her anymore. As I mentioned earlier she tried to cancel the wheelchair I'd ordered for her. Every time I arrange something for her she either cancels the order or fires the worker. Then the next day, she'll realize she CAN'T take care of the cat alone. And she CAN'T give herself a bath. And she CAN'T drive herself to the doctor. And I've got to call all these people back and redo all the arrangements.
I know this doesn't sound like a lot, but there are 20 MUST DO things on her TO DO list and each one drains an hour of my life. Normally, this wouldn't be such a big deal. Except I have to drive more than an hour every day to visit my wife in the mental hospital and manage all of her psychologists, psychiatrists, social workers, nurses, and therapists. Plus, kids need to be fed, washed, dried, chauffeured, read to, played with, toys need to be found, fixed, fights need to be mediated, homework needs to be checked, shoes need to be bought, zippers need to be unstuck, and Polysporine needs to be smeared onto cuts and scrapes on uncooperative, squirming bodies. And sometime, somehow, dad needs to carve out an hour or two to do some work so we can keep this American Dream going.
I could be doing a half an hour of work this minute... if I didn't need so desperately to vent right now. Maybe tomorrow. Only I've got to arrange the discharge for my wife. She's leaving the hospital even though she's clearly not ready to. She's going to stay at a friend's house because she knows she can't handle the stress of facing the kids.
My kids are great, cooperative, wonderful. But my wife's worried they'll be mad at her. And that bit of stress could send her right back to the pit of depression that landed her in the hospital in the first place. I'm praying (maybe HOPING is a more accurate word) that in the few days she stays with her friend, the medicines will become a little more effective. And maybe she'll finally learn at one of her daily support groups or therapy sessions how to center herself when faced with the stress the rest of us somehow manage to face.
Anyway, my original point was, that when my Mom called and gave me a list of aides she needed me to call back and re-hire I lost it and said something like: "You don't know what I'm going through. Maybe one of your other sons can make one of these phone calls. Your other sons who spend their f......ing lives on a golf course or watching f.....ing basketball. Maybe they can take an hour out of their lives and make a call for you."
Yep, I lost it. She's an old lady. She raised me. Sure, I was tired, but there's no excuse for that. I felt bad.
Okay, let me re-phrase that. I can be honest here, right? I know losing your temper and using profanity to your mom is not right... but, to be totally honest, I'm pretty sure I DIDN'T feel bad. What I felt was... relief. And last I checked, RELIEF is not one of the "bad" feelings.
Sure I shoulda called my brothers and told them what I needed from them WHEN I needed it. But in real life who does that? Who tells other people what they need in a timely fashion? I try. But just like everybody else, I don't even think i KNOW what I need till I blow up.
Mom actually took it pretty well. My brothers both called me later. (Mom had called them to tell them I was losing it.) I spoke with one of my brothers. I told him some of the things Mom needed done. He said he'd help. And by "help" he meant he'd ask his (grown) daughter to help with some of those things in a few weeks when she comes to visit.
It's an art really. I know this is the wrong group to ask: but how I wish, sometimes, I could learn to pass that buck.
I've learned I have so much to do on a daily basis, I go for whatever fire is burning brightest or yelling the loudest at this point. One day I know I will see the end of the tunnel. Right now I think I'm at the entrance of a 50 ft diameter mile or longer tunnel to be quite frank. :(
Pass the Buck!!!! Tell your brothers that they have to do, not their children. Get power of Attorney if you have not already. That is ,medical, real estate and financial POA. Also, put your name on any of her accounts and put the bulk into a Trust. Don't put your siblings on any of the accounts. You have the responsibility of taking care of mom's needs. They need not to know anything about her finances. Also, when you put money into a Trust, there is a 5 year look back. Hide as much as you can so that it there when you need extra money for her care.
Sounds calculating, but I am there now. My brother has taken what we call the " No Thank you portion" of her care, so we are even changing her Last Will and Testament soon. Good luck and keep writing!
Good for you. You get a round of applause from me. Take charge!!!! You have a life to save, your own. Take care and I will be thinking of you.
lovingdaughter
Anne you would be surprised how much stress a daughter and I might now add a wife can take, to tell you the truth those bottles of pills I take everyday are starting to look more like friends than just pills, I am ready to cut the strings to both mother and husband and call it quits I've been holding it together for all my life now my husband has to act like a well choose a word anyone will do and I am ready to call it quits I have had enough. I am supposed to do everything, think for everyone and never make a mistake because if I do than he won't even talk to me so I don't think I have to take anymore I don't think I can take anymore I don't want to take anymore so I guess we will dismantle everything in my mind anyway and call it quits 38 years is a long time to walk on egg shells with one man and 60 years is a long time to walk on egg shells with a mother I can't take anymore I just can't. How's that for a comment??? so much for being wise and strong. After a while you get beaten down mentally and emotionally and just don't want to deal with it anymore. So I think its time to find homes for the pets, get rid of the house if I can of course, there is always foreclosure, find a small apartment for my mother and myself and find a second job and stay away from both of them as much as I can. At least for the moment thats my plan. As soon as I let my other half know he will not be receptive to the idea we've been down that road many times but I think this one will be the charm enough bs is enough bs. and thats how I got my degree!!
As far as your husband (well using the term loosely), do what you need to do. Its never to late to start over, but this is coming from a person who is in a recovering verbally abusive marriage (oh the stories I could tell).
Your mother.... can you get her other assistance whether using her finances if able to do so? I would think at this point you have reached where you need to take care of you or else.... I shudder at that thought.
Hon, we're here, to vent to be honest and to just learn from each other. We do need you as much as you need us to love on you. Don't give up and talk with the social worker that helped get your husband help. They are a wealth of good information when you are blessed with a good SW.
Keep in touch!!
Keep remembering that you are valuable, and take time off when you need it. Go to your local church and see if anyone wants to earn some extra cash to give you a break. You will be amazed at how many people are willing to help. I have a network of helpers who have saved my sanity. Keep up the good work and remember that you are important to us all.
lovingdaughter
Carol
Forgive me for those of you who do not believe, and that's okay, I'm going to put this out here anyway. Read it or don't.
Only God can provide the healing from something as severe as this. My marriage is far from lovey dovey but what is changing is the respect factor. Everything you ladies need to do is because God asked you to do it.
There are times my husband and I were in the midst of a heated discussion and I could feel at times I needed to stop and say I love him or just sit next to him. Do you know how hard that was when I felt like killing him? Especially after he just told me to F* off? Oh man...
Then I had to learn about boundaries. There's that darn word again. I would make choices based off of him, but when he would start to rage, I had to learn to respond (not react) calmly towards him. Sometimes he would rage like a hurricane and it is VERY easy for me to snap back. I'm defensive by nature and training. So to respond calmly??? OMG.... God had to keep a thumb on me.
It's opposite world thinking. All I knew is that when I read the scriptures God made one thing clear.... God only allowed divorce in certain circumstances (believe me I was tempted to prepare a few situations for my hubby), but the one thing that was in fine print between all the scriptures was anger. If my spouse is angry and leaves then I was free from the bondage.
In our house, God kept things together. My husband never walked out. But daily I made choices to do what God asked. It has NOT been easy whatsoever. There are days.... oh are there days. But now God has given me a different outlook and ability to deal with things. He provides a way out of situations because of my obedience to God.
I know I'm going to get ripped on for this, but I'm telling you, I've been close to divorce three times. I've had my parents preparing finances for me to be on my own. The opportunity was sure there. But it was honoring a commitment. I married a guy that believed differently from me, but I still loved him and still do. We are just now realizing how different we really are and having to respect that in each other. Also not easy to do.
Anyway ladies.... my prayers are with you both. I'm not sure what it will take or what you need to do, but I'm praying for you both. It sure is not easy. But believe it or not, there is hope when you seek.
He can lift us when we're sinking, and calm the storms when the waves are crashing all around. God will walk beside us in the firey furnace, so even our clothes aren't singed. And he can lift us on wings as eagles to soar above the problems below. At others times, he walks beside us in the darkest valleys. He helps us over the wall during battles. The Holy Spirit gives us restraint, when we want to respond to insults and injustices. As we look to God, we can rise above evil and shine as lights in this dark world. On the potters wheel, we become clay he molds to make a vessel fit for his service. Praying you all have a blessed day!
I feel I must respond.
I too am a Christian I understand there is only one way for a divorce. I go to church Sunday morning sunday night I go to class on wed. eve. I do the research for all our VBS classes cradle roll thru adult.
I am very active in the church, everytime we have a fellowship I invite my husband, he does not want to be with those people. I have belonged to "The church of Christ" for 8 years now. I am a faithful servant of God. I to have over and over again treated my husbands outbursts of rage with gentleness and love. Knowing he gets over it within a day or two or after I have made everything okay. God did not say I have to be a doormat. At first he would attend worship with me now I know not to even ask. I look around me in church and see the couples who put Christ first and although they have problems they treat each other with "Love" and respect, all I am is a house keeper, do what needs to be done and excuse me a piece of A whenever he feels the need. If Ihave a need oh well just wait it will be addressed sooner or later. I have tried so hard to get my husband involved, lets have a date night, lets go some place together, but his job his friends are foremost in his life, we could have a vacation planned and if someone else wanted him to do something the vacation would be called off no matter what. I know its happened. If he feels like buying me something that is all that is necessary in his mind to show his love. I don't have to like it, I am a very caring, loving person you can ask anyone that knows me, but I am 60 years old and I am sick of people smiling at me and telling me they need me to do this, mother and husband and the rest of the week acting like I don't exist. I have wrestled with this so much the last six months as we are studying proverbs, I have hardened my heart, why, I am sick of having it hurt, I am sick of dissappointment, I am sick of working myself to death to enjoy what? lonliness, are you like me and know that you are stupid, I am called greedy, only because I want our bills paid yes some are mine, I've worked all my life since I was 15, am I not supposed to have anything? Or just what people think I should have? As of this date I will not buy another thing it only adds to the problem, as of this date I will do what I am supposed to do whether I like it or not but also as of this date I will not pretend that I love my husband anymore because I don't. I have tried to hold this marriage together for 38 years this is nothing new and everytime I think turn the other cheek, how many times are we to turn the other cheek as many times as it takes, I know I ;am not responsible for my husbands lack of growth. But we are two entirely different people and I wonder what I saw in him. I look at him and can't even stand to look at him anymore, I have been here many times, reworked my head, prayed and got what I thought was back on track only for this to happen over and over and over again. It is not going to change unless both want it to change, but you see he is getting what he wants from this relationship, I am not I can talk to him about it I have many times, it goes in one ear and out the other, why he doesn't care. If I leave oh my goodness its the end of the earth for him it changes for two weeks and we are back in the same rut so now what Do I get a chance to be who God made me to be or am I just a puppet? No I am not a puppet!!! I will honor God but I will not honor my husband anymore! He needs to have something happen to him to make him realize he needs to grow. I wonder if God will fix that I am at the point where I wonder a lot about God I feel my faith failing I keep going thru the motions so I don't fall but my heart is dead, dead, dead!