Blonde Logic
Yes. You can.
Hi all
I have been finding it harder and harder to get on here lately and post anything of substance. My mind has been all over the place lately.
I need to "talk" and no one is home so you are the lucky ones.
As many of you know by now, my mom is 93 and in America, and I have been dealing with a lot of issues about this fact, as she is not getting any younger, and we are not getting any nearer.
So I have been having to face some very difficult truths - and that is I am likley not going to live in America again, when she is still living. It is not a given, of course, but I have to face and accept it is a very distinct and likely possibility. I need to stop living in denial. As much as it tears me up - I have got to start facing it.
About a month or 2 ago, I started sensing she was "slowing down". And I tried to deny it. But, I started to get a feeling in my gut....that the clock was sarting to tick faster.
About 2 weeks ago, she was going out the driveway to get the paper, and she fell. It was her carer's day off, and my uselss brother is out of town, so she was alone. She fell, and got tangles in her zimmer, and could not get up. She lay on the hard concrete porch for 45 minutes before a passing car just happened to look over at the exact second to see through a clearing of shrubs that she was down. So they helped her.
Yesterday, she had another fall. In the house. And could not get up but this time remembered she has an emergency alert necklace. Only because here carer put signs around the house. (the whole itme she was outside on the concrete, she had it too but did not remember
) SHe hurt her arm and hands - a lot of skin damage. But nothing broken.
I know my brother is going to want her to go into assisted living or a care home - and I know some very unpleasant times are upon us.
She will NEVER EVER go into a home, and if we forced her to - she woudl HATE us - feel she has been betrayed. She and my dad built the house she is in. She and my dad had an amazingly amazing relationship. They were in love, every single day they were together. THeir last week together was as important and exciting as their first week together. It never ever faded or dimmed, etc.
That house is him.
To leave there, would be the end of her. She'd die a broken heart. She has lived there her entire adult life - 63 years. its the ony home I ever knew, as my brothers. Every single memory of hers is tied to that house. Moving her out would kill her. And it would be a slow death of depression. Or maybe not so slow if she were able to just turn off the will to live, as some people can. But I don;t think she can - and her body (organs) are top notch. So it would just be an agonising thing for her to do, and us to watch.
My brother wants her too move. I would rather her stay in the home, and am looking into getting her carer to move in with her. Even if it means risking her having a fall one time, hitting her head - and, well, you know....
It is what she wants - where she wants to be. I have known that my entire life....that she would never leave the house. ANd she means it.
I - I guess I feel it is my "duty" to see that it happens that way. She has always told me never let them do that - feet first is the only way she wants to leave. And I feel I need to - as hard as it is - support her. Be her ally. Do you think thats foolish?
I just can;t bear breaking her heart. She is not a foolish women - she knows the risks.
Ugh. I feel horrible - I really am struggling with this. I turn 50 next month, but I am still 12 years old inside - and I am scared. Her and dad gave me so much - I was so lucky to have been adopted by them - this looming end is just awful whether its this year - next year or 5 years from now - I know its coming. As hard as I try to be sensible and grown up about it - I struggle. And it freaks my OH out - he is not sure yet how to deal with that part of me, though he tries with true intention - its usually not what I need. So I try not to show it - try and be strong - but it gets consuming. I so wish I dealt with death better than I do. I know what I went through with my father - and, I just can't bear the idea of whats to come.
I need to get a grip. lol
Good grief - I am really sorry to purge like this - but I am not sorry enough to delete it though, unfortunately for you
cause I really just needed someone to listen.
But I am sensible enough to know when to stop. lol
I have been finding it harder and harder to get on here lately and post anything of substance. My mind has been all over the place lately.
I need to "talk" and no one is home so you are the lucky ones.
As many of you know by now, my mom is 93 and in America, and I have been dealing with a lot of issues about this fact, as she is not getting any younger, and we are not getting any nearer.
So I have been having to face some very difficult truths - and that is I am likley not going to live in America again, when she is still living. It is not a given, of course, but I have to face and accept it is a very distinct and likely possibility. I need to stop living in denial. As much as it tears me up - I have got to start facing it.
About a month or 2 ago, I started sensing she was "slowing down". And I tried to deny it. But, I started to get a feeling in my gut....that the clock was sarting to tick faster.
About 2 weeks ago, she was going out the driveway to get the paper, and she fell. It was her carer's day off, and my uselss brother is out of town, so she was alone. She fell, and got tangles in her zimmer, and could not get up. She lay on the hard concrete porch for 45 minutes before a passing car just happened to look over at the exact second to see through a clearing of shrubs that she was down. So they helped her.
Yesterday, she had another fall. In the house. And could not get up but this time remembered she has an emergency alert necklace. Only because here carer put signs around the house. (the whole itme she was outside on the concrete, she had it too but did not remember
I know my brother is going to want her to go into assisted living or a care home - and I know some very unpleasant times are upon us.
She will NEVER EVER go into a home, and if we forced her to - she woudl HATE us - feel she has been betrayed. She and my dad built the house she is in. She and my dad had an amazingly amazing relationship. They were in love, every single day they were together. THeir last week together was as important and exciting as their first week together. It never ever faded or dimmed, etc.
That house is him.
To leave there, would be the end of her. She'd die a broken heart. She has lived there her entire adult life - 63 years. its the ony home I ever knew, as my brothers. Every single memory of hers is tied to that house. Moving her out would kill her. And it would be a slow death of depression. Or maybe not so slow if she were able to just turn off the will to live, as some people can. But I don;t think she can - and her body (organs) are top notch. So it would just be an agonising thing for her to do, and us to watch.
My brother wants her too move. I would rather her stay in the home, and am looking into getting her carer to move in with her. Even if it means risking her having a fall one time, hitting her head - and, well, you know....
I - I guess I feel it is my "duty" to see that it happens that way. She has always told me never let them do that - feet first is the only way she wants to leave. And I feel I need to - as hard as it is - support her. Be her ally. Do you think thats foolish?
I just can;t bear breaking her heart. She is not a foolish women - she knows the risks.
Ugh. I feel horrible - I really am struggling with this. I turn 50 next month, but I am still 12 years old inside - and I am scared. Her and dad gave me so much - I was so lucky to have been adopted by them - this looming end is just awful whether its this year - next year or 5 years from now - I know its coming. As hard as I try to be sensible and grown up about it - I struggle. And it freaks my OH out - he is not sure yet how to deal with that part of me, though he tries with true intention - its usually not what I need. So I try not to show it - try and be strong - but it gets consuming. I so wish I dealt with death better than I do. I know what I went through with my father - and, I just can't bear the idea of whats to come.
I need to get a grip. lol
Good grief - I am really sorry to purge like this - but I am not sorry enough to delete it though, unfortunately for you
But I am sensible enough to know when to stop. lol