my sister just phoned me to say she is now genuinely worried that mum is actually much iller than she has ever told either of us. this would be in character: she kept from us quite how hard she was finding things, as of four or five years ago, until the moment she collapsed and had to be rushed to hospital, and we had to move into emergency support mode, the point being really that it was only when the blue light was flashing outside the house that she could let down her guard enough to say, even to herself, "i can't cope"
with this and a subsequent hospitalisation the following year, she recovered astonishing quickly — and my attitude has somewhat been that, yes she is very ill, but this kind of brinkmanship drama is also the only way she can absolve herself of the responsibility she's so selflessly taken on, and win herself some much needed respite (i've never known ANYONE who enjoyed being in hospital so much). in other words, i tend to downplay the ultimate seriousness — and am generally encouraged in this by the rest of the family, because my role is to be the ever-cheerful unflappable one who keeps everyone's spirits up etc etc. "it's just pointless EVERYONE being frightened and unhappy, mark" said a friend of the family last year: "they prefer you the way you are..." (becky gets considerably more anxious than me but is also far more organised and bossy, which is just as essential i think...)
the problem is, i think it really is the case that mum would downplay the seriousness of a genuinely serious condition so as not to worry us, and has always been really incredibly stubborn at resisting our gentler attempts to "intervene" — she also keeps dad in the dark, which of course upsets him... the thing is, i think this is all for the best of motives, but it has become such an ingrained habit: as Becky just said to me, "Mum feels so disempowered anyway, I hate to go behind her back even to ask the GP..."
as their children, both of us have lived with the shadow of dad's possible death for much longer than can be usual — i was told he might well die soon when i was about ten or 11, which is to say, more than 30 years ago, and while a sequence of medical breakthroughs made nonsense of this prediction, actually the deep psychological reaction to it doesn't just get switched off... part of coping with dad's illness, for us all, has been to normalise it: to assume that death is NEVER round the corner, and that things can be dealt with and staved off and generally managed... and so far they have, so nothing too much to beat ourselves up about there
the problem being that i now wonder if this strategy, which has become second nature to mum as well as becky and me, may have been exactly the wrong way to go about caring for HER
― mark s (mark s), Monday, 7 October 2002 19:18 (twenty-three years ago)
it seems kind of reductionist to say that my grandmothers illness "killed" my grandfather, but the exhaustion surely played a factor. and certainly your mother has lived with your fathers illness and the attending circumstances for a lot longer than 4-6 years. i think - if my mom could go back - she would have told him to slow down, to relax more. to have scolded him or even embarassed him, in order to (selfishly?) keep him alive. but, i don't think he would have been as happy. i think he might have passed as soon, if not sooner. my grandmothers illness gave him focus, and admittedly he lost his way a bit after she died. but he didn't know what else to do, especially as my grandmother had been increasingly taking care of him as his eyes and ears worsened.
anyway, i'm not sure if there's a point here or not, but, hmm, yeah.
― jess (dubplatestyle), Monday, 7 October 2002 19:29 (twenty-three years ago)
― jess (dubplatestyle), Monday, 7 October 2002 19:40 (twenty-three years ago)
― donna (donna), Monday, 7 October 2002 19:43 (twenty-three years ago)
I have to echo this -- it's a situation I've not been involved in at all with my family so far, so I will count my blessings. I fear I can only offer empathy and kind thoughts, but I hope they count for something -- I can see why you title your thread this, though.
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Monday, 7 October 2002 19:48 (twenty-three years ago)
― Julio Desouza (jdesouza), Monday, 7 October 2002 19:51 (twenty-three years ago)
― C J (C J), Monday, 7 October 2002 19:57 (twenty-three years ago)
― jones (actual), Monday, 7 October 2002 20:33 (twenty-three years ago)
None of this is intended in any way critically, as I think you're doing really very well and your doubts are entirely appropriate. As someone who was married for 23 years, and for some of that time thought we'd be together for life, I cannot resist projecting how I would feel. You know the real people, so this guesswork is probably a waste of everyone's time.
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Monday, 7 October 2002 20:40 (twenty-three years ago)
mum is due to go into hospital some time in the next few days — not itself a serious procedure, more a routine and expected follow-up, which should greatly relieve the worst of the symptoms she's currently struggling with, and i'll be looking after dad while she's there
at least, that's what she's been saying, and yes, it too makes sense: the evidence for optimism's as good as the evidence against
but my thought is, is there something she knows — or half-knows — that she hasn't said: we've got through so much by not dwelling on the worst (and i totally get my cheerfulness from her) that i worry we all get end-run by not seeing something big and bad (which could nevertheless be averted) until it's too late
― mark s (mark s), Monday, 7 October 2002 21:35 (twenty-three years ago)
― donna (donna), Monday, 7 October 2002 21:43 (twenty-three years ago)
it becomes OK then, because here's the ambulance and that says it's real: she knows she isn't just shirking (it's totally not how WE think of it, but it is how she sees it, i think... she's ashamed to let the side down until it's "official" and she's off the hook)
she's ashamed of not getting better quicker, so she sort of talks her health up, and it's very hard to get past that
what i worry i think is that one time she leaves just it a bit too long: none of her illnesses are irreversible exactly, provided she takes care of herself, but there's just such a complicated armoury of reasons and pressures all round everything now
it IS easier to leave them unbothered, and respect their wishes, and only come when they call — i'm not feeling bad about the past particularly, i'm just suddenly wondering about now
― mark s (mark s), Monday, 7 October 2002 21:57 (twenty-three years ago)
― donna (donna), Monday, 7 October 2002 22:06 (twenty-three years ago)
― Epictetus Hand (tracerhand), Monday, 7 October 2002 22:17 (twenty-three years ago)
― rainy (rainy), Tuesday, 8 October 2002 02:53 (twenty-three years ago)
― anthony easton (anthony), Tuesday, 8 October 2002 04:27 (twenty-three years ago)
Your mother "enjoyed" hospital those times before because it really was an emergency, there really was no alternative and therefore she did not feel guilty for not looking after your father for that short period. But these are choices she has made (albeit mediated and suggested perhaps by her upbringing and society but not a great time to bring in the psychology of our personality) and you should respect them by not trying to worry too much - this is the thing she does not want you to do after all.
Best wishes though.
― Pete (Pete), Tuesday, 8 October 2002 09:00 (twenty-three years ago)
at the moment i'm on drop-everything alert, as she cd be called in with only a day's notice, and i'll jump on a train and be there: apparently she was given an appointment last week but declined it (w/o consulting w.us) bcz she knew it was pressweek for me and becky was in america, so "impossible" for us -> this is sort of what i mean, that her habit of not interrupting our worklives at at any price become a thoughtfulness too far
i think (i hope) this will be a tight squeak but then fine: she sounds rough this morning but is still mobile and in control
my boss went through exactly the same thing with her dad and has been brilliant (plus as the statscock shows time hangs heavy on my hands at work a lot of the time — i am really not needed there as much as i am there, except in pressweek!!)
― mark s (mark s), Tuesday, 8 October 2002 09:45 (twenty-three years ago)
Needless to say, L was the exact reverse. She wanted it brought to the surface, not to be hidden. I've no idea how the rest of the family are coping - they very meaningfully have not bothered to get in touch with me since I moved last November - but suspect that at least one of them continues to die slowly, if he has not done so already. All internal, of course.
― Marcello Carlin, Tuesday, 8 October 2002 10:07 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 10:10 (twenty-three years ago)
― Julio Desouza (jdesouza), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 10:13 (twenty-three years ago)
― katie (katie), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 11:59 (twenty-three years ago)
― Colin Meeder (Mert), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 12:13 (twenty-three years ago)
― Tom (Groke), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 12:15 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 14:56 (twenty-three years ago)
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 20:57 (twenty-three years ago)
― Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 21:05 (twenty-three years ago)
― Nicole (Nicole), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 21:08 (twenty-three years ago)
― boxcubed (boxcubed), Wednesday, 9 October 2002 21:24 (twenty-three years ago)
she is v.tuff but v.ill also
i will only be around v.sporadically the next two weeks, as no email access at home except via becky's laptop now and then - a mixed blessing
thanks for yr support everyone
― mark s (mark s), Saturday, 12 October 2002 20:45 (twenty-three years ago)
― mark p (Mark P), Saturday, 12 October 2002 20:49 (twenty-three years ago)
― jess (dubplatestyle), Saturday, 12 October 2002 20:55 (twenty-three years ago)
i'm off again now
― mark s (mark s), Saturday, 12 October 2002 20:57 (twenty-three years ago)
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Saturday, 12 October 2002 20:59 (twenty-three years ago)
― mitch lastnamewithheld (mitchlnw), Saturday, 12 October 2002 22:42 (twenty-three years ago)
― Rebecca (reb), Saturday, 12 October 2002 22:57 (twenty-three years ago)
― geeta (geeta), Sunday, 13 October 2002 00:59 (twenty-three years ago)
― Sterling Clover (s_clover), Sunday, 13 October 2002 06:15 (twenty-three years ago)
In a previous job I used to organise support for home and family carers. A frequent scenario would be carers referred to us (social services) by concerned family members, GPs etc who were subsequently very reluctant to acknowledge or accept they themselves needed support. This was especially true if the carer was a spouse/partner.
Even when it was obvious to all concerned that the carers own health and well being was at risk, and thus with it their ability to care, many felt so intensely attached to their role as carer that anything suggesting they needed additional help seemed threatening, undermining, or a vote of no confidence in the care they provided. Sometimes there would be an understandable reluctance to simply trust anyone else providing care to a loved one.
Not sure how much of this applies to your parents situation Mark but it all sounds very familiar, and the ‘concerned family members’ living some distance away can’t help. The only practical suggestion I have is to make sure your parent’s local social services are involved to see what practical support can be offered. In my experience this can be everything for regular Respite Care to outside carers going into the home on a daily basis to do some of the more demanding care tasks. This may be extremely difficult for your mother to accept (and your father) but now may well be precisely the right time to see what additional support is available and get a ‘care assessment’ done or reassessed.
Whatever I wish you wisdom and strength during what must be a very difficult time for you and your family.
― stevo (stevo), Sunday, 13 October 2002 09:24 (twenty-three years ago)
Missing you already.
― Julio Desouza (jdesouza), Sunday, 13 October 2002 10:02 (twenty-three years ago)
― Billy Dods (Billy Dods), Sunday, 13 October 2002 10:24 (twenty-three years ago)
― jel -- (jel), Sunday, 13 October 2002 12:06 (twenty-three years ago)
― Maria (Maria), Sunday, 13 October 2002 12:35 (twenty-three years ago)
anyway, she is much better at the moment, and the immediate crisis is past: she may even be out of hospital today
she is tremendously stubborn and independent, which is of course in many ways terrific i am clocked off till tuesday and back at work: thanks everyone for yr posts and emails
(also: the elephant is at last being talked about...)
― mark s (mark s), Friday, 18 October 2002 08:58 (twenty-three years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 18 October 2002 13:50 (twenty-three years ago)
― Julio Desouza (jdesouza), Friday, 18 October 2002 22:23 (twenty-three years ago)
bcz ok, well we just reached the next "difficult step", the OTHER EVEN BIGGER elephant, which is managing the fact that the main thing which has helped her cope and is making her so ill is that she is an alcoholic - in the last five-six years, on a yearly cycle, she has given up drinking for five-six months then fallen off the wagon again for the same
after the scare last year - see up-thread - we sorted out good carers and persuaded her to tolerate them, and she has come to adore them, which is good: my dad also perked up tremendously, so several good steps there, and she was dry for six or eight months at least
however abt ten weeks ago - ? - she fell downstairs and gashed her knee and broke four toes: as usual she has made an impressively speedy recovery...
then she was having a new kitchen installed - workmen in the house, disruption, etc etc: they were incredibly swift and efficient (BEST BUILDERS EVAH!) Bbut when is this kind of stuff not stressful? anyway a neighbour just called my aunt saying, well, mum is definitely drinking again AND DRIVING and the neighbour is frightened and doesn't know what to do, and the aunt called becky this afternoon
the pain of the broken foot i think knocked her off the wagon (i don't THINK the fall was caused by alcohol) (another neighbour was there quite quickly who i think would have told us) and the kitchen stuff made it worse and and and
it's not like she lacks reasons/excuses even without these
but this blatant drinking-and-driving thing is sort of a new development, in the sense that she was always "discreet" before (also of course often dishonest, or anyway evasive): part of me thinks, OK, this is what she wants to be caught doing now - screaming for an intervention (another part thinks: screaming for a brandy)
i'm stuck in london for ten days, workwise: becky goes up on tuesday, to take away the car keys and, well, who knows?
my aunt is a GP (i think a very good one) and doesn't have any better advice than anyone else on this - dad without mum and vice versa is not an option, moving them out of the house is not an option, their carers are as good as we're likely to get (actually they're great) but mum is their employer not us so their hands are tied - she's clever, she's always been wilful, she's even more stubborn than me (!), she feels ferociously sorry for herself (with good reason: looking after my dad hasn't been fun, she decided to take it all on herself and fended off all alternatives until she collapsed BUT watching him gradually fail physically would always have seemed impossibly unfair surely?), and this is her only fun as she sees it - yes it will kill her, but...
i think becky and i pretty much know how we're going to go on handling it, and actually the involvement of outsiders makes a lot of things easier in a strange way
― mark s (mark s), Thursday, 27 November 2003 20:24 (twenty-two years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Thursday, 27 November 2003 20:26 (twenty-two years ago)
― Pashmina (Pashmina), Thursday, 27 November 2003 20:48 (twenty-two years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Thursday, 27 November 2003 20:57 (twenty-two years ago)
Anyway, best wishes.
― jel -- (jel), Friday, 25 February 2005 17:34 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 25 February 2005 17:36 (twenty-one years ago)
I don't think you're being unreasonable at all - one week's notice does not give you or your sister much time to find a new care provider.
― Leon the Fatboy (Ex Leon), Friday, 25 February 2005 17:39 (twenty-one years ago)
i'm not actually sure what nhs care coverage is available in shropshire, my sister is the expert on that
― mark s (mark s), Friday, 25 February 2005 17:42 (twenty-one years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Friday, 25 February 2005 20:37 (twenty-one years ago)
silver lining: last year's problems were all scary - this year's are so far only annoying
― mark s (mark s), Friday, 4 March 2005 12:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― Tom (Groke), Friday, 4 March 2005 13:03 (twenty-one years ago)
It's not much of a suggestion, but it's all I can come up with right now. Wishing you well and sending lots of positive thoughts, though. This must be horribly stressful.
― C J (C J), Friday, 4 March 2005 13:07 (twenty-one years ago)
also i slightly suspect she is a bit burned-out on caring for mum, and that it's THIS that is the secret catalyst of this turn of events - she has been bad-cop carer for two difficult years
― mark s (mark s), Friday, 4 March 2005 13:14 (twenty-one years ago)
― PinXorchiXoR (Pinkpanther), Friday, 4 March 2005 13:20 (twenty-one years ago)
my mum is now a fulltime invalid, physically no longer able to drive. and in one way this is good: we no longer have to worry about her being a danger behind the wheel, or being able to drive to buy alcohol. on the other hand, the window of relief after her series of hospitalisations last year was all too short - three weeks at most, after which she started suffering severe near-constant back-pain, which turned out to be osteoporosis, very fast-onset (her GP wz slow diagnosing this, i think)
she is no fun when she's in pain: who is? in the last six weeks - when the carer agency bailed on us - it's become a chore going home to look after them at weekends, really bcz quality time is now always trumped by work-time (meals to cook; beds to change; pills to administer), and (which is easily the worst aspect of it) you start to resent it, resent the illness, resent the helplessness, resent the encroachment on yr own space and time and life
at the weekend my sister phoned me to say mum wz saying that one of her doctors had said she needn't carry on with a particular treatment (it's a kind of electric pad, which is supposed to massage the back muscles and make the stronger when exercise is out of the question)
i. now it's possible this doctor did say this (or something vaguely like it) ii. and we have no idea if it was actually doing any good, we only started trying it a couple of weeks ago iii. and we are well aware that it was making her back ache more, initially (but so does exercise after long disuse)
the problem is, we have stopped trusting her: everything has to be doublechecked - the tricks she learnt as an alcoholic carry on, with her pill dosage, with treatments she's taken against, with everything
it's exhausting, not physically, but morally: you start to get furiously defensively angry on behalf of such-and-such a procedure - started to help her pain be eased - not bcz you KNOW it's working (you don't; it may not be) but bcz you WANT it to be working, you want SOMETHING to work, bcz the one thing you certainly know is that doing nothing, just lying in bed taking pills, can't make things better
watching someone you love in constant pain is awful; worse is caring for someone in considerable pain who you suspect of (somewhat) exaggerating the pain sometimes to get her way, to get attention, to make things happen (things = her children spending more time at home with her) (i mean "giving up our jobs" kind of time)
it's not even that we think this is conscious: it certainly isn't calculated - it's the psychological leftovers of the coping strategies she developed when she wz my dad's primary carer, stubbornly refusing to ask for help, unconsciously creating situations now and then where help became necessary
some of what was wrong with her last year is clearly better: she's frailer but less ill
and in some ways of course, she's just SO strong: everything's a battle, and the grim reaper got a whole BUNCH of bloody noses last year haha
― mark s (mark s), Wednesday, 30 March 2005 17:01 (twenty-one years ago)
― Masonic Cathedral (kate), Wednesday, 30 March 2005 17:09 (twenty-one years ago)
Are you and your sister between you able to get a reasonable amount of time for your (non-professional) lives?
― Andrew Farrell (afarrell), Wednesday, 30 March 2005 17:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Wednesday, 30 March 2005 17:28 (twenty-one years ago)
barring emergencies this is workable and easily bearable
(but as of this month i will have been up three weekends out of four: this is the bad borderline)
― mark s (mark s), Wednesday, 30 March 2005 17:34 (twenty-one years ago)
Me too. I know situations like that can be so emotionally overwhelming and draining, so I'm just wishing for the best for you and your family.
― Leon Bluth (Ex Leon), Wednesday, 30 March 2005 17:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Wednesday, 30 March 2005 17:58 (twenty-one years ago)
staying in for observation - they seem confident it is minor (her breathing is ok again) and she will be out again quickly
it is pressweek so i can't be back in shrops again till mid-week next week earliest (and fact checking and reading for tiny punctuation typos is not that rewarding when you just learnt that the mag is to close: i mean, why bother getting it all spelled right?)
― mark s (mark s), Thursday, 7 April 2005 10:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Thursday, 7 April 2005 10:05 (twenty-one years ago)
I'm so so sorry, Mark. Seems to be the week from hell for you.
― We Are All Full Of Kate (kate), Thursday, 7 April 2005 10:09 (twenty-one years ago)
: (
― RJG (RJG), Thursday, 7 April 2005 10:11 (twenty-one years ago)
I know how difficult and stressful all this is. re: our conversation at the FAP last month - my uncle with dementia died last week. A relief to all really - his last 6 months in a home were worse than anything. the funeral was this Monday (Golder's Green crem - a v. interesting place). However, my dad is going downhill quite fast - he keeps getting mini strokes, which in themselves are not too serious, but I fear the precursors to something much worse. I think they have done damage - he seemed slow and absent-minded.
― Dr. C (Dr. C), Thursday, 7 April 2005 10:56 (twenty-one years ago)
in terms of spirit and interest in life etc, it is totally not mum's time to go - but she finds the constant back-pain very demoralising
the breathing trouble comes and goes, the blood clot thing is new and scary
my dad got very absent-minded and slow after he had chickenpox a few years back but in the end totally recovered, so that condition is not necessarily irreversible
― mark s (mark s), Thursday, 7 April 2005 11:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Ghost of Dan Perry (Dan Perry), Thursday, 7 April 2005 11:05 (twenty-one years ago)
― Liz :x (Liz :x), Thursday, 7 April 2005 11:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Thursday, 7 April 2005 11:38 (twenty-one years ago)
― lock robster (robster), Thursday, 7 April 2005 11:42 (twenty-one years ago)
Does this mean you are out of a job soon? I mean, I know it's only part of your earnings, but my notion is that it is an important part.
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Thursday, 7 April 2005 21:19 (twenty-one years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Thursday, 7 April 2005 21:22 (twenty-one years ago)
but it might be time for me to spread my wings
― mark s (mark s), Thursday, 7 April 2005 21:28 (twenty-one years ago)
good thoughts
― cozen (Cozen), Thursday, 7 April 2005 21:39 (twenty-one years ago)
― di, Friday, 8 April 2005 01:58 (twenty-one years ago)
hi di!!
― mark s (mark s), Friday, 8 April 2005 08:29 (twenty-one years ago)
― PinXorchiXoR (Pinkpanther), Friday, 8 April 2005 08:46 (twenty-one years ago)
― anthony, Friday, 8 April 2005 09:07 (twenty-one years ago)
sistrah becky back there now - i go some time next week
(anthony, i'm sorry abt yr mum, and i hope things get better - the worst thing is when yr doin all you can and it's not really anything to do w.anything you can do)
― mark s (mark s), Saturday, 9 April 2005 12:22 (twenty-one years ago)
Hang tough, mark!!
― Dr. C (Dr. C), Saturday, 9 April 2005 12:41 (twenty-one years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Saturday, 9 April 2005 12:48 (twenty-one years ago)
― tokyo nursery school: afternoon session (rosemary), Saturday, 9 April 2005 13:37 (twenty-one years ago)
― mark s (mark s), Saturday, 9 April 2005 13:42 (twenty-one years ago)
on the whole this hospital has been very good over the last two or three years, i think - even though the ward mum has most often been in wz in the paper three weeks ago when it got invaded by ants!! - but this is incredibly frustrating and sloppy, and a bit scary also: she is gravely ill, this we know, but if she is worse than she need be simply bcz the various departments haven't joined the dots up yet!?!
anyway becky said he sounded very embarrassed and contrite by the end of the phonecall, and she will talk to him again tomorrow, and call the liver specialist direct if she isn't satisfied
― mark s (mark s), Monday, 11 April 2005 16:44 (twenty years ago)
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Monday, 11 April 2005 17:42 (twenty years ago)
still unclear how long she'll be in: several days at least
― mark s (mark s), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 12:57 (twenty years ago)
― Liz :x (Liz :x), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 14:58 (twenty years ago)
― Leon WK (Ex Leon), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 15:00 (twenty years ago)
― Martin Skidmore (Martin Skidmore), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 18:37 (twenty years ago)
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 18:37 (twenty years ago)
― Andrew Farrell (afarrell), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 18:55 (twenty years ago)
― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 19:08 (twenty years ago)
― Billy Dods (Billy Dods), Tuesday, 12 April 2005 21:15 (twenty years ago)