It seems like so many of us have the same issues.
My mother has not been nice all my life. So these last few years have been even harder to deal with.
But, 2 months ago my mother had a stroke. She seems to have recovered okay from it, but it has warp sped her dementia! My 2 other sisters, well one tries to relieve me once a week, but the one that actually lives with my mother has been, well, not available. My mother couldn't go back to thier home, because it was filthy. So she came to stay with us while it got cleaned. (6 weeks later still not clean). I could deal with her I think though, if mom wasn't so nasty! She remembers things, but she cannot do everything herself. I just cry everyday, because she is just that mean. My 15 year old just avoids being in the same room, and I feel bad. Our home is usually lots of fun, but we all just tippy toe around.
I am sorry to say, I wish I could just take her someplace else till her home is ready. What do I do. I want happiness back in my home again....
My mother has Parkinsons, has had a number of strokes (which she's come back from) and has had dementia for some years. She has life long been a narcissistic, mean and evil woman, knocking me about and pushing me away since I was very small and all I do and have done for her is merely duty. I gave up my home and career to move 200km and spend 4 years as a slave/punching bag, trapped in her basement, unable to go anywhere due to her constant falls and demands. Every ER in that small city has a chair with my name on it and I was almost on a first name with the paramedics. Eventually she had a major fall and spent a month in hospital, bitching all the way. Our doc advised that I put my foot down and not take her back as the social services agencies will just keep tossing them back to you and write them off.
Planning to move back into the country and lead a simpler lifestyle, I got her into a lovely NH not far from the wee cottage I bought. She's Jekyll and Hyde - she'll be reasonable for a few days, then she'll be on the phone ranting, raving and bashing me over the head. Of course it's just the dementia and she'll nap and have forgotten all about it but each episode leaves me rattled. I get to the stage where my stomach thunders at the mere thought of having to deal with her.
I recently took a stand and when she gets nasty I don't call or visit for a few days, when I get weepy messages on my phone "Don't abandon me, you're all I've got". Eventually call her and sort her out and she's fine ... for a while. She has no friends, having alienated the few she had over the years so I'm "it".
This afternoon I got a call from her.
(1) Someone called her between 8 & 9 last evening, was it me? Nope. I know to call just after breakfast or lunch as she sleeps most all the time. Well she was mad about it and bashed me for ever daring to think I could call in the evening.
(2) "I've been thinking (that's always bad for my health!) I should get a little house like yours". Really? Reminded that she can't look after herself, can't get groceries, cook (hasn't used more than a microwave in 15 years), clean, deal with garbage or take care of a house she screamed at me "Yes I can" - she can't even walk unaided! When she gets on these toots her answer to "Who's going to take care of you?" is "YOU" ... nope, not happening, I can't do 24/7 which is what she needs.
Spent today up a ladder - in the middle of renos to this wee cottage which needs a lot of work, along with 2 acres which takes me 3 hours to mow with the tractor. In the middle of nowhere surrounded by fields and forests I love it here and am prepared to work to make it a nice little home.
I am NOT prepared to take any more of the cr*p I've taken for a lifetime. My phone just went and I let the machine pick it up. It's her again and I'll listen and take a nap with my dogs/cats. I will not call her back. I may eventually change my phone number so she can't get at me. I've been considering it for some time.
My point is that, eventually, you have do the best you can, give it your all and have the courage to walk away. The relief is incredible.
I am coping better, and finally got my mother to go to the doctor, and they re-prescribed my mother her medicines. Zoloft, Xanax, blood pressure medicine, Namenda etc.... Now everyone who was on my side as far as believing me, with how she acted and how she treated me, believe that maybe I'M THE ONE with the problem. After dealing with my father's passing, all the while dealing with her, and still no help from family or friends. (They at one time believed me.) Now with mother starting back on her prescription medication, she is more calm and can hold a conversation a little longer. Soooo, it must be me now.
Now, I hear, I don't see what your saying about mom. She seems to be doing so much better after father has passed. Little do they know, but the questions they ask, and her replies are basically what I have told her. She NOW can repeat questions, from what I have been telling her. It is going around full circle again. No one called her after my father died. NOW on mother's day, no one can see any difference in her behavior from before my father passed... AM I the one lost? or is my mother still the narcisstic, pity seeking woman she has always been?
I would really like a response, from anyone so that I know I'm not the one going through mental illness. I am totally at wits end. Either that, or my sisters and brother feel, they don't have to worry as much. Maybe, I'm just helpless forever
Anyways, FWIW, *I* believe you! If I had a nickel for every time I heard "she's sharp as a tack" just because my mom recognized people and conversed a little, plus could memorize the date from the sign on the wall long enough to give the doctor the right answer...well I would not be a millionaire but I'd have enough for a couple months worth of good coffee.
I still do love it here, I do not live with her, but I do live about 100 yards away. I refuse to give up my sanctuary to live with her. My family wants me to move in, but remember, "mother" seems normal to us..... They all want what's here when she is gone, but no one helps with the upkeep and "mother". She has no will, poa etc..... the only thing I have is her medical poa.. but, I was informed recently, that any decisions should go through all the siblings first... she is 83