How Do You Know When You Are Making the Right Decisions
How do you know when you are making the right decisions? I am looking for any input from those who have been through the process of caring for an elderly parent.
I am a 40 something woman caring for my 84 year old mother, in addition to my two beautiful children ages 11 & 9. This confirms I am the sandwiched generation. Over the past year, my husband & I have been faced with many decisions regarding my mother's care.
Last fall, I made the decision to place her in assisted living. It was not an easy decision, however it was the decision that I made.
During her stay, all mom did was cry & say she couldn't stay there. We came to a compromise that we would build a bigger house & she would live with us. That is when the search for a lot began & through the grace of God, we found the perfect place to meet our wants & needs.
In the interim, we moved my mother from assisted living to save on expenses. The living arrangements have been very tight in a tiny house with only one bathroom. We transformed our dining room into her bedroom & had to take a number for bathroom privileges.
Well the time finally arrived for the long awaited move. Everyone has their own room, three bathrooms, one powder room & a finished basement (in the event that my mom would no longer be able to climb the stairs). Now is the time to enjoy & relax in the new house.
Over the past week, her behavior has been very bizarre. I'm not sure if it's dementia or her being a brat? I'm beginning to think she is bipolar. She goes from being depressed to a happy grandmother, but the majority of the behavior is depression & now she is showing anger towards us.
I'm not sure how more of this behavior I can take. I can't do or day anything to make her happy. It is getting so bad it is staring to have an impact on the kids. Last Saturday I reached a breaking point & called my sister who happens to live out of state. I pleaded with her for HELP!
Hell must have frozen over, because she & my niece would hit the road the next day to pick her up & take her off my hands for at least 2 weeks.
I'm not sure how long her "vacation" will last. After one night, she told my sister that she can only stay for a day & has to go home. So let the adventures in babysitting begin for someone else. In the mean time I will regroup, come up with a plan, & enjoy not having the anchor attached to me.
I am a 40 something woman caring for my 84 year old mother, in addition to my two beautiful children ages 11 & 9. This confirms I am the sandwiched generation. Over the past year, my husband & I have been faced with many decisions regarding my mother's care.
Last fall, I made the decision to place her in assisted living. It was not an easy decision, however it was the decision that I made.
During her stay, all mom did was cry & say she couldn't stay there. We came to a compromise that we would build a bigger house & she would live with us. That is when the search for a lot began & through the grace of God, we found the perfect place to meet our wants & needs.
In the interim, we moved my mother from assisted living to save on expenses. The living arrangements have been very tight in a tiny house with only one bathroom. We transformed our dining room into her bedroom & had to take a number for bathroom privileges.
Well the time finally arrived for the long awaited move. Everyone has their own room, three bathrooms, one powder room & a finished basement (in the event that my mom would no longer be able to climb the stairs). Now is the time to enjoy & relax in the new house.
Over the past week, her behavior has been very bizarre. I'm not sure if it's dementia or her being a brat? I'm beginning to think she is bipolar. She goes from being depressed to a happy grandmother, but the majority of the behavior is depression & now she is showing anger towards us.
I'm not sure how more of this behavior I can take. I can't do or day anything to make her happy. It is getting so bad it is staring to have an impact on the kids. Last Saturday I reached a breaking point & called my sister who happens to live out of state. I pleaded with her for HELP!
Hell must have frozen over, because she & my niece would hit the road the next day to pick her up & take her off my hands for at least 2 weeks.
I'm not sure how long her "vacation" will last. After one night, she told my sister that she can only stay for a day & has to go home. So let the adventures in babysitting begin for someone else. In the mean time I will regroup, come up with a plan, & enjoy not having the anchor attached to me.
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