I am doing all I can for my mother. I visit her every other day. I talk to her countless times during the day, just so she can talk to someone or complain to. I cook and take her food, meds, clothes, etc. How do you deal with all of the complaining? I am an only and no kids. Wonderful husband that I don't want to have to deal with this since he had something similar with his mother. My mother constantly says she needs someone. I tell her I would hire someone but that won't work. I tell her to move to a very nice AL but that won't work for her. Just complains and miserable. She use to be so active until a year ago. She just gave up. She hates being 88. She is always saying she wants to be someone else. She has stopped living, basically. She wants to, but her brain just won't let her. Her memory is great. She does her own checkbook. It makes her very upset but does it. I sit with her. She won't turn it over to me. She reminds me of stuff I need to do. I think depression or severe anxiety. She won't take meds that her doctor has prescribed. Anyone else out there dealing with similar? Thanks for listening.
"That's so sad mom, I can see how you would feel that way".
"Yes, I see how that's a problem".
In presenting solutions, you are giving her the opportunity to say "no".
Empathizing with the feeling bats the ball into HER court. She needs to come up with a workable plan that doesn't involve you giving up your life.
Some people seem to enjoy being unhappy; her happiness is NOT your responsibility.
That said, I don't understand why you feel guilty. What have you done wrong?
It sounds like you need to learn to accept that this is your mother now. It took my husband and me a while to accept that this is how his dad is now. Being miserable is a choice. You cannot get your mother to choose differently just like we cannot get my FIL to choose joy/gratitude/contentment. He has made his choices and he must live with the consequences i.e. fewer and shorter visits.
Step back from being your mother's sounding board. The more she complains, the more she will want to complain. It's a cycle. There's a whole philosophy surrounding complaining that says complaining makes things WORSE because it decreases the likelihood of taking positive action.
But one day it dawned on me, that she was going to complain . . . .about something. That's just her personality, maybe it always was -- I wasn't around as much when I was raising my family. And it doesn't matter - it's her personality now.
So, I don't fix things or change myself anymore. She complained about my whistling along to the radio in the car (not to me, to her daughter). When it was brought to my attention, I told SIL that I would keep doing it, not loudly or annoyingly by any means, but there was no need to stop, MIL would just have to look for something else to complain about - heck, I'm doing her a favor by providing the topic of complaining for the day ;) LOL
I think the only thing you can do, is to try to distance yourself some -- and being the only child, that will be hard! But you have got to protect your own mental health too. As you pointed out, this could go on for two decades -- and you will not make it through that much complaining. Try to remember, for her, complaining is like you and I talking about the weather -- it's just her conversation. Try, try, try not to get wound up in it. Acknowledge, deflect and move on.
And i try to acknowledge his feelings sometimes when he feels down about things.
From what i learned, we can't make them totally happy, we can just be there for them, and know we are doing our best
I wish I had done this more because if she complained about one thing wrong and I brought up three things that were going well, only trying my best to get her to be more positive, she just got more upset.
I suppose she had a point because she wanted acknowledgment like we all do. I did acknowledge her feelings and then I should have dropped it because she wasn’t capable of being positive. Maybe negativity is loneliness, pain, boredom, anxiety, depression or whatever...
Who knows what’s going on?
Sorry that you are not able to make her feel better. I don’t think anyone could.
I think you have to start thinking about what would make you feel better right now because we don’t have the power to change anyone else as much as we would like to help them.
Anyway, I digress. Mother dear has lived in Assisted Living now since 2014 when I had to place her and Dad there after he fell and broke his hip. He died 10 months later, sadly, but mother is going strong like the Energizer Bunny, now living in Memory Care with moderate dementia and about 100 other issues, both real and imagined.
In order for me to maintain MY sanity, I limit my contact with her toxicity. I call her once a day at 8:10 pm and visit once a week. When the carrying on gets too bad, we leave. "We" meaning my poor husband and I, since I refuse to visit alone as she is MUCH worse without a buffer. My husband invented a code word to use when her behavior gets bad and my voice starts to rise in volume: bananas. If he utters that word, I immediately shut up. If things calm down, we stay. If she continues the tirade, we get up and leave.
Why are you subjecting yourself to this woman so frequently??? Ask yourself that question and if you enjoy punishment. If the answer is no, then devise a plan to save YOURSELF. Because she, I'm afraid, is beyond saving and chooses to be miserable. As my husband says, some people love misery SO much they meet it half way. You cannot fix your mother's life, you do not have that power, my friend. Relieve yourself of the burden and let her wallow in the misery of her own making. It is not your job, or your lot in life, to make HER happy. Take care of YOU and your dear husband, who needs to come first.
Your mother has lived her life. You are still living yours. If you make her misery the focus of your life, that's TWO lives destroyed for no good reason.
Best of luck setting down boundaries and sticking to them.
But the constant negativity is so hard to listen to. Lately my end of the conversation is like "yep, uh huh, jeez, that's rough ma" etc. I'm pretty checked out when it starts in. I felt guilty for awhile being so detached. But there is such a thing as compassion fatigue and I realized I was there. Used up, worn out, burnt out. I'm trying to figure out how to restore myself with daily meditation, finding at least three things a day to be grateful for and writing them down. Complimenting random strangers, letting a-holes cut ahead of me in traffic and smiling instead of a rude gesture. Little things. I'm a work in progress.
She's never made close friends, never made an attempt to know my kids (her grandkids) and remained superficial for as long as I can remember.
At first I tried to jump to every whim, problem, need, etc but through the eyes of my wife realized that I was being manipulated by her.
Listening to her talk is all about what's wrong, what's not right, stupid workers, Trump....well you get it and it drives me insane to continuously say, "uh-huh, I understand, there's nothing I can do."
I've distanced myself from her as much as possible. I'm not an only child, but my sibling has really, really distanced herself from the situation... so I'm it. I call once a week, visit when I need to bring supplies over, and have thankfully called in hospice care which has taken an incredible burden off of me, including reducing the ER visits to ZERO (they were almost weekly).
I think what I've really had a hard time with is not just the negativity, but the judgement that I receive from others who know nothing of the situation and why I'm not there all the time (Mom's in AL). I get comments all the time from the receptionist or others such as, "oh you didn't stay long" or "wow that was quick" to "we haven't seen you in a while." I've chosen to not let the comments bother me now, but at first I considered it a judgement on me as a son.
So, in short, I get what you're going through believe me. And even if you're not an only child it can feel like it. I am taking the situation as a learning lesson of who I do NOT want to be when I get to be her age and what I DON'T want to do to my kids. :-)
I always said I wanted them to dress me up and I'll sit around with my jewels on. HA HA
You need to develop some of this attitude. You cannot solve your mother's issue alone and sometimes there is no resolution available at all. Accept it and learn the selectively listen and/or ignore a certain level/volume of complaints.
You may want to also give some thought to how much of your behavior is enabling. Are you really helping the situation by supporting Mom remaining in her home when she really needs AL? Maybe pulling a back a bit would allow Mom to realize she needs AL, or maybe not since a lot of times the AL rejection is emotional and not logical.
My Mom is 81 and has anxiety (diagnosed) with depression (not really diagnosed-just my opinion). The doctor is also treating her for the beginnings of dementia.
My Dad (83) fell the beginning of the year and broke his neck. He was in hospital for 3 months and is actually doing good. He has to use a walker (which he zooms around with pretty well) and a stair lift. But otherwise, he's doing good. My Mother is a mess. She's "waiting for him to get better". She is constantly worried about him falling again. She waits on him hand and foot, then does nothing but complain about all the work she has to do and all the worry she has. She can only focus on her life and her issues, there is no room for anyone or anything else, no matter what. She is oblivious to anything anyone else says about anything.
She refuses to go to a neurologist, she doesn't want us taking her to the doctor anymore (she's sure we are trying to put her in "the nuthouse"). She won't listen when I try to tell her to take her meds, or eat, or drink, or sleep.
Her memory is starting to fail, but she still does the checkbook, for now. She cooks their meals but that's pretty much it. She complains about EVERYTHING! I can't remember the last time she had anything good or pleasant or nice to say. It's exhausting to be around such negativity.
I told my Dad that since he is with her 24/7, he has to start taking care of her now. When I ask him if she took her meds, I don't know can't be the answer. He as to know. He has to be sure she's eating, drinking and sleeping. She needs help now.
I nearly gave myself a breakdown worrying about the two of them. My Dad mentally is good but she's in her own world most times. I've come to terms with that and will allow her to keep living there, provided it's safe and there aren't any issues that are life threatening or a monetary/health issue. I told my father I will step in when he feels it's necessary and we will then decide the next step (probably the POA kicking in). My Dad is ready for AL, she WILL NOT go. When things get worse, and they will, the POA will be able to be in affect and things will be able to change for the both of them, for the better I feel.
It's hard watching our parents get older. Some are lucky enough to be mentally and physically healthy, but for the ones who aren't, it's so very sad for them, and for us. I pray for strength and guidance and will take care of things as they come. It's the best I can do and that has to be good enough. You're doing the best you can as well - it's all you can do.
Hire someone for one day a week to start and be there for the first couple of visits at the same time. Tell mom, this person has come along to do a few tasks around the house while the both of you visit. During first visit, let it be more chit chat than tasks to see how they are going to relate to one another. Then add more days for tasks.
As for the checkbook, it is good to keep her brain working on things like math. One suggestion would be to put a printer at her house so you can copy her check book register and bank statements and take them home with you to check for accuracy. The next time you go, you can make any needed corrections for her own tracking and you would have an accurate copy at your house to ensure bills don't get overlooked and there is no danger of overdrafts.
I am 85, so I am on the other end of it. I try to keep busy and have something positive to talk about. I was asked to come back to work a couple of days this year and I can talk about that. I don't think they will ask me next summer because they have a good crew now. I volunteer with the Sheriff's Department and I can always talk about that without compromising people's privacy. I am going downhill like everyone else my age, and I know sometimes I slip and complain, but I need to read posts like this to keep reminding me to not be a "Debbie Downer".
Last, remember LINCOLN FREED THE SLAVES. If you stick around and listen to the complaining, you are a volunteer not a slave. Leave, even if you go outside and sit on the curb.
Don’t you think some complaints come from boredom? I do. How can they not be bored if they can no longer do what they used to due to ailing health?
Things change, we just have to change with it. One of my nieces fosters kittens and puppies that were taken from their mothers too early. She keeps them until they are old enough to be adopted. She has stage 4 breast cancer and they keep her mind and brain busy. If she is too sick from the chemo she will be on the rest of her life, she doesn't take any more until she feels better.
Wow! You were an excellent seamstress! It is hard having to slow down. Will happen to each and every one of us.
So sweet about your niece fostering the kitties and puppies. What a beautiful heart!
What must it be like to be the "last one"? The indignities of aging don't appear to lessen or even plateau. At least for him. So, I attempt to console, distract, make him laugh and/or remind him that there are those who are younger than him who are worse off. Sometimes it helps. Sometimes it doesn't. Still, he's one of the "lucky" ones. He can still live at home, albeit alone, with the help of me and my sister.
Perhaps the "gift" our aged parents give us, is to encourage us to consider what type of person when we want to be once we're their age and to take care of health as much as possible now.
The other day, my dad mentioned how he "hated snow". I laughed and said it's because he resents not being able to make snow angels anymore. And, for a moment, he laughed with me.
My mom is like yours in other ways too. She refuse to take her medicine. Even chewed me out at the ER once when I took her because she was complaining of really bad headaches and asked me to take her to ER. One the way she admitted she'd stopped taking her heart medication, so I told the intake nurse when he came in to take her vitals because I feared if test showed her heart wasn't pumping right they may think they needed to increase her medication dosage. Wow! When the nurse left the room she lit into me good and stayed on me every time I went over for the next 3+ days to the point I became physically ill, and just decided to miss a few days checking in on her to get myself back in order. I'm no longer close to my siblings so I can't discuss any signs I see in her with them. I'm not able to talk with her doctors either. She rarely allows me to go back with her, but even when I do I remain in the background. She's basically in her right mind. Still lives alone and takes care of most all her basic needs such as cooking. I'm basically her chauffeur, taking her to doctor's appointments, grocery shopping etc. She's 89. A 3 time cancer survivor.
For you both.
It sounds like you are a helicopter care taker, doing everything for her, doting on her every need. I would ask myself why, don't you have a life to concentrate on?
I would suggest that you back off, talking to her countless times everyday is overkill and helps to keep her stuck, you are her go to complainers site this does not help either her or you. Set some boundaries and stick to them, if she starts complaining leave, if all she does on the phone is complain, tell her that you do not want to listen to it and hang up. The ball is in your court.