jennylynn
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- Jan 14, 2012
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- PA
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- Philadelphia
Hi all,
I just joined this forum. I am truly at my wit's end and everything I have read here makes me feel like you guys (and girls) have all the answers.
First, let me say that my problems pale in comparison to most of yours. I am not the caregiver of my father, 77, who was diagnosed in June 2009. My mother, 76, is his only caregiver. I write because I am concerned about his treatment of her, and my own methods of handling this horrible illness and the stress it produces.
My father has always been very controlling and demanding. He has always wanted everything done his way, no exceptions. He provided a very comfortable life for us (I am an only child) and has made it clear that my mother is to be his only caregiver until the end of his life so she can pay him back.
As soon as he was diagnosed, he stopped going to the doctor. He has a feeding tube which he inserted himself (he's a retired physician) and a wheelchair and that is it. He has told my mother he refuses to use a hospital bed and that if she gets one, he won't use it. He expects her to lift him in and out of bed. He told her she has to put him in his chair, get him out of it, hold him up when he wants to stand at the sink, get to the bathroom, etc. In the years she has been caring for him, he has never said "thank you." When she mentioned that to him, he informed her (before he lost speech) that she's right, and she'll never hear him say it, either. She hasn't been to the doctor in years, she can only leave the house to go to the grocery store to get herself a few things, then she's expected back. He will permit no visitors except for me, has insisted that the windows be covered with newspaper because it upsets him to look at the yard he used to love to work in. If she doesn't move fast enough for him, he tries to hit and kick her. They are affluent and would have no problem paying for any type of in-home care or help.
Living this way is obviously their choice and there is nothing I can do about it. However, seeing them this way is ruining my life. I am not in a position to help with caregiving myself, as uncaring as that sounds. I maintain my own home and life with my husband about 20 minutes away and visit whenever I can, which amounts to about once per week. I work full time, which includes a small law practice, teaching four classes at the law school in my city, traveling for work 1-2 weekends per month, and campaigning for judge in my district. But this horrible living situation is interfering with my ability to work. I can't sleep or focus, I cry all day, I'm not engaging and professional at campaign events. My blood pressure is up, my cortisol hormone is elevated. My husband and I had in vitro fertilization and I am 7 months pregnant. However, every time I go over there I become so upset that I can't do anything for the rest of the day, can't eat, occasionally have to postpone client meetings. As a result, I have only gained four pounds during this pregnancy and my doctor is panicked. I reviewed the last month of my phone bill and discovered that the FEWEST number of times my mother called me in one day was 18, always to cry and complain about the misery over there. And who can blame her- I feel awful for her! Yesterday he insisted that I cancel another blood test at the ob/gyn and come to their house to tweeze his eyebrows. He can't lift his head and I am not supposed to bend down because of back pain and reflux brought on by all of this. When I explained that, he cursed at me and said if I don't do what he wants, he's changing his will. Then driving home crying over their situation, I wrecked my car. I know they'll never change this situation and it is the fault of this terrible disease. But can anyone give me some insights into what I can do to try to change my own way of thinking about this or handling it? I am obviously not doing a good job of "dealing" with the illness and the way it has affected our family. I'm sorry for the length of this post. It has taken me this long to realize that their reactions can't be changed, it's my fault for not doing something about my own.
I just joined this forum. I am truly at my wit's end and everything I have read here makes me feel like you guys (and girls) have all the answers.
First, let me say that my problems pale in comparison to most of yours. I am not the caregiver of my father, 77, who was diagnosed in June 2009. My mother, 76, is his only caregiver. I write because I am concerned about his treatment of her, and my own methods of handling this horrible illness and the stress it produces.
My father has always been very controlling and demanding. He has always wanted everything done his way, no exceptions. He provided a very comfortable life for us (I am an only child) and has made it clear that my mother is to be his only caregiver until the end of his life so she can pay him back.
As soon as he was diagnosed, he stopped going to the doctor. He has a feeding tube which he inserted himself (he's a retired physician) and a wheelchair and that is it. He has told my mother he refuses to use a hospital bed and that if she gets one, he won't use it. He expects her to lift him in and out of bed. He told her she has to put him in his chair, get him out of it, hold him up when he wants to stand at the sink, get to the bathroom, etc. In the years she has been caring for him, he has never said "thank you." When she mentioned that to him, he informed her (before he lost speech) that she's right, and she'll never hear him say it, either. She hasn't been to the doctor in years, she can only leave the house to go to the grocery store to get herself a few things, then she's expected back. He will permit no visitors except for me, has insisted that the windows be covered with newspaper because it upsets him to look at the yard he used to love to work in. If she doesn't move fast enough for him, he tries to hit and kick her. They are affluent and would have no problem paying for any type of in-home care or help.
Living this way is obviously their choice and there is nothing I can do about it. However, seeing them this way is ruining my life. I am not in a position to help with caregiving myself, as uncaring as that sounds. I maintain my own home and life with my husband about 20 minutes away and visit whenever I can, which amounts to about once per week. I work full time, which includes a small law practice, teaching four classes at the law school in my city, traveling for work 1-2 weekends per month, and campaigning for judge in my district. But this horrible living situation is interfering with my ability to work. I can't sleep or focus, I cry all day, I'm not engaging and professional at campaign events. My blood pressure is up, my cortisol hormone is elevated. My husband and I had in vitro fertilization and I am 7 months pregnant. However, every time I go over there I become so upset that I can't do anything for the rest of the day, can't eat, occasionally have to postpone client meetings. As a result, I have only gained four pounds during this pregnancy and my doctor is panicked. I reviewed the last month of my phone bill and discovered that the FEWEST number of times my mother called me in one day was 18, always to cry and complain about the misery over there. And who can blame her- I feel awful for her! Yesterday he insisted that I cancel another blood test at the ob/gyn and come to their house to tweeze his eyebrows. He can't lift his head and I am not supposed to bend down because of back pain and reflux brought on by all of this. When I explained that, he cursed at me and said if I don't do what he wants, he's changing his will. Then driving home crying over their situation, I wrecked my car. I know they'll never change this situation and it is the fault of this terrible disease. But can anyone give me some insights into what I can do to try to change my own way of thinking about this or handling it? I am obviously not doing a good job of "dealing" with the illness and the way it has affected our family. I'm sorry for the length of this post. It has taken me this long to realize that their reactions can't be changed, it's my fault for not doing something about my own.