My mother will be 89 in Feb. She is in pretty good physical health, but she has dementia and short term memory is almost nonexistent. She lives 100 miles away and I am her only caregiver. She was always the dominate force in the family and it has been strange to watch the decision making gradually pass to me over the years. I have been going to "visit" every two weeks for the last several years. I do the grocery shopping, home repairs, coordinate the lawman, and the two sisters that sit with mom six hours every day. I also pay the bills and do the banking. It has always been a game to compare herself to her peers. Every visit I get a rehash of the obits and who is in nursing homes and assisted living. Whenever I would bring up assisted living she wouldn't hear of it. I promised I would keep her in her house as long as she can be safe, clean, and well nourished. As things degraded I arranged for the sisters to come sit with her about nine months ago. Boy was she pissed! "I don't need any help." "Yeah but mom I do, so I will know you are OK."
The last several months she has started asking if it would help me if she moved to an assisted living facility near me. When I reply Hell Yes when do you want to move she starts back peddling. That is until this week. I had gone down to take her for her regular dr. appointment. She asked the same question and when I gave the same answer she said I should look into it. I already have her on a waiting list. The doctor thinks the time is right since she has had a couple of falls while bending over for something. He seemed excited about it and even kissed her goodbye.
Now the ball is in my court. She may have forgotten the whole conversation by now but that doesn't change the situation. I know it is the right thing to do even if she has changed her mind. Strange but I find it is having an effect on me; moving her to assisted living and selling her home, the house where I have always come home to.
I know the right thing to do and I will make it happen. sometimes I find writing to be cathartic.
The last several months she has started asking if it would help me if she moved to an assisted living facility near me. When I reply Hell Yes when do you want to move she starts back peddling. That is until this week. I had gone down to take her for her regular dr. appointment. She asked the same question and when I gave the same answer she said I should look into it. I already have her on a waiting list. The doctor thinks the time is right since she has had a couple of falls while bending over for something. He seemed excited about it and even kissed her goodbye.
Now the ball is in my court. She may have forgotten the whole conversation by now but that doesn't change the situation. I know it is the right thing to do even if she has changed her mind. Strange but I find it is having an effect on me; moving her to assisted living and selling her home, the house where I have always come home to.
I know the right thing to do and I will make it happen. sometimes I find writing to be cathartic.