Certainly happened to me - because I neglected my own medical check-ups - my neurofibromatosis tumours in my spine have become inoperable and I am permanently on a walking frame - and I am only fifty.
The saddest story I have heard was on talkback radio one night a few years ago - a 77 year old daughter was FORCED to be sole carer to her 97 year old mother with severe dementia. Because the selfish mother wanted help from no one but the daughter, the daughter was legally compelled to care for her mother - in spite of the fact she was disabled - and elderly - herself. The time came when the 77 year old daughter needed life-saving surgery - but she was not allowed to have the surgery as it would have meant her mother would have died because of being unable to look after herself - and unwilling to accept outside help.
I personally know a lady somewhere between 60 and 70 about ten or so years ago who was forced to be sole carer to a very elderly mother who very selfishly refused outside help - so this poor daughter was forced, for ten years, to be sole carer to her severely demented mother who was also extremely violent. Finally, the mother died and the daughter finally had her freedom to have her own life and start seeking employment. She got voluntary work. But alas, she got breast cancer and died. The breast cancer was caused by all those ten years of stress.
BTW, I suffered intense stress and abuse from 2002 to late 2014 --- first abuse from my late father who got severe dementia --- and then my mother who got severe dementia after dad died --- my doctors blame that for my now severe neurofibromatosis and eczema.
What a great thread this has become; so many points of view. No right or wrong, just coming from different places in life and experience. It certainly has touched many of us. Just what this site is meant to be - a safe place to learn, vent and support. Hugs again to all who travel this challenging road.
How some patterns seem almost 3D to them and they think they can reach out the touch and touch the flower or object in the wall paper or sheet pattern...... eldercareteam/public/677.cfm
The Alzheimer's Eye Sees Things Differently
distracting visual information (such as patterned wallpaper)
Sight, perception and hallucinations in dementia
http://www.alzheimers.org.uk/site/scripts/documents_info.php?documentID=1408
In a facility you can come and visit and the visiting hours are very liberal. If medically approved your loved one can go home for an overnight visit and can leave on approval for just the day. I hear adult children say how your parents took care of you, and now it is your turn. I do not feel the comparison is equal. Children grow and mature into self sufficient human beings. This process starts early on. You will not have to change your child's diapers forever. Nor will you have to keep feeding and dressing them . I am talking about those children with patterns of normal growth and development.
Older people with diagnosis of dementia and Alzheimers with time only continue to decline and present even more health and behavioral problems. In a facility a team of healthcare providers are utilized . At home it is just you.
I love what I do but it is doable because my shecdule consists of a shift and days off that give me a good life balance. Those of you who are the primary caretakers at home may not have this kind of flexibility. Please reweigh your options. You deserve a life too.
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My father lived for ten years in a nursing home and I have been taking care of my mother, live in, who has Azheimer's; high blood pressure; profound hearing loss; mobility problems from a hip replacement; arthritis and osteoporosis; no thyroid; one kidney and the other functioning below par; and mengionoma (forgive me for the misspelling).
My dad was placed in a nursing home following falls related to the side effect of Prednisone for a very painful, rheumatoid arthritic type of condition, as well as an iliostomy from colon cancer. Because he had tremors of unknown etiology (Parkinson's was ruled out), he could not change the ostomy bag and had trouble emptying it. My mother couldn't handle it and, to be honest, neither could I, although I did learn how to change the bag eventually and cleaned up a few accidents when he was out on a home visit.
When I compare the two situations, even though visiting dad required about 4-6 hours because of the distance involved, providing emotional support to dad was far easier than dealing with mom's needs. The staff were great, and would call me if he had a fall or if there was a change in his health. I developed a very close relationship with him, and he was genuinely pleased to see me - all it took were a few games of cards. The most painful aspect of it was saying goodbye to him at the end of the visit, because he hated being in there and was so lonely because he didn't socialize with the other patients. But he liked most of the nurses, and they were able to quickly stabilize him if he got dehydrated. We (my sister, brother, mother and I) had family meetings with the patient care coordinator to ensure he was getting good quality care. However, it was a very painful involuntary separation for all of us, especially mom and dad.
Yet caring for mom who is depressed, angry and looks back on her life with regret, is extremely taxing. I tried respite care for short while but her antisocial behaviours became too stressful for the worker, mom and myself that it was defeating the purpose so we discontinued that. It was much easier to place dad in a nursing home because he ended up in the hospital and there really wasn't anyone to fully take care of him (I worked part time, mom was ill with dementia and my siblings had their own lives). However, mom refuses to consider a nursing home and it's not as if she is physically ill enough to end up in a hospital, then the transition would be a more natural one. The stress of mental illness/dementia took far more of a toll on me. Even a couple of nights before dad died and I went to visit him, she incessantly called the room and poor dad would jump every time because of the noise. "Where are you, why didn't you tell me where you were", hang up, call again, rage. Even when we brought her in to see dad her behaviours were agressive and agitated. I felt so torn trying to address dad's and mom's needs at the same time, especially towards the end when dad was dying.
The two holds mom have on me are the fact that she looked after her mother who had a stroke and died when mom was a teenager/young adult, and the fact that she gave up so much for me because of my disability (she would have still been in her own country if it wasn't for me, and although she says she did it out of love, it was really a sense of duty and the resentment is there every day and comes out in so many forms). So as someone mentioned earlier, emotional slavery. Financial constraints are another factor.
Yet I can feel my life and identity becoming more and more constrained - I've had to give up my church activities although I will not give up mass on Sundays. I am blessed with being (albeit financially unsustainably employed), which keeps my mind active and gives me a sense of purpose in life. I love photography but there are very few opportunities to take pictures now. I know that eventually this will end, but I am far from perfect at this caregiving role.
There are times when my partner was SO difficult during the time of getting his MEDS correctly administered. He weights 200 solid pounds and requires more than the average person to get them to work right. It took about a week of day in and day out around the clock care until we found the proper dosage. He was awake for two nights without sleep before we settled in.
I consider this time a wonderful time and a time to make memories for the rest of MY life. I took care of my mother also along with my brother's and sister's help. Family is family, and you do not walk away from them when they need you. This is a very short time in the days of our lives. Life is short...Part of it is a question as to what is next? No matter how bad things get, I would not exchange these times with him for anything at all.
Sure, the end will come and I will cry and cry and fall asleep crying. I will pray and sing to my Lord begging for His comfort. But again, I would not give up a second of these days with him when he needs me. The rest of his family is off doing whatever it is they do. They will not have the memories I do. That's ok...When they cry and say how sorry they are they were not there to help me, I will feel sorry for them not for me.
That wreaks of the 97 y.o. being exquisitely manipulative, not to mention abusive towards the 77 y.o. daughter. This kind of stuff happens too often...the adult child guilted and gas-lighted into endless abused subservience to the parent, the adult child losing their life years before they get the release of death.
Whatever your age, if something like that is happening to you as a caretaker, it's TIME for good counseling, to learn better coping skills, and how to set realistic, rational limits on other's use of you....and to call in more help from various agencies, friends and neighbors!!!
I am glad you found your way to this site. People here have also been through it at length, and usually have good advice to share.
And yes...caretakers often become ill in the process of caretaking. Younger more resilient ones, not so bad, usually. Older caretakers get more stressed and sicker. And yes, it can kill a person. It nearly did me and my spouse in, with multiple ills that all came to a head towards the end of her stay with us. We finally got Mom out of our house, and have been using the last 4 yrs. to heal as well as we can, do the best we can.
First thing one must do though, is recognize something's haywire, then seek help. Finding and getting help can be a tough row to hoe, until the Universe believes you really want help to change the situation. It's up to you to decide what that change needs to look like, and ask "What's it going to take, for me to achieve _______?" when you pray or meditate.
Those of us who have existed in these kinds of circumstances for a long lifetime, might find it tougher to change tracks, to really understand what that behavior is. You need help, getting that kind of elder out of your house. For some, it's really hard to do.
Elders adamant that no one else can care for them? That's all in their twisted up brains. There are numerous solutions. Getting from where things are to where they need to be....that's the tricky bit.
But really? All it might require, is one hospitalization of either party, to resolve it....and a Doc willing to state in the records, that the caregiver is physically unable to do the job anymore, to get the ball rolling to put the elder into a care-home/facility quicker. Or at the very least, get in-home-rent-a-caregivers for some days weekly.
I hope you get the help you need, and soon! No caregiver should ever be held hostage by the person they are caretaking.
Please keep us posted!