This is a vent, and nothing more...I gotta get it out somewhere. My mom is driving me nuts. We bought a programmable coffee pot so she can have coffee in the mornings without trying to make it herself and making a huge mess. Someone in the house fixes it and turns it on every single night for her.
Anyway, she has started getting up around midnight and going in my sons's room and waking him up to ask him if he fixed the coffee. Well, this week he has exams, and she went in there at midnight, as usual, waking him up asking about the coffee. He told me about it this morning, and I said something about it to her. It went something like this-
Me: Why did you go in Joey's room and wake him up last night?
Her: To make my coffee.
Me: Yea, but at midnight?
Her: It wasn't late.
Me: Yes, it was and he has exams this week. You don't need to be doing that.
Her: Fine, I won't bother him anymore (crying now).
Me: Mom, stop that please. I just asked you to not wake him up at midnight. (She mumbles something rude).
Me: Mother, this is my house and you are not the only person living here. Please do not wake anyone up in the middle of the night for something like that again. Thank you.
Her: Weeping and crying now.
I never raised my voice, just spoke sternly. She has no respect for anyone else and expects us to just do whatever for her-ALL THE TIME. Makes me nuts.
Thanks for listening. Have a great day!
life aint fair sometimes..
My Mom is frustrating as all heck as well. She has some kind of dementia --probably vascular-- her memory is good (well, slipping some now)but her reasoning skills?-- argghhh!
My first instinct is to tell you to totally ignore her crying and not even let it get to you. But then I remembered ,when my Mom was here and she got so mad at me because I would not let her sleep with her Requip so she could take it all night (she told my husband she takes up to 6 pills a night-so not right!!) I just became like a little girl not wanting her to be mad at me and tried to sooth her anger while not giving her meds. I was a mess. I should have just let her stew and not worried but it is hard.
((((hugs))))
" I think I'll be crazier than her before it's over"
my mom told her social worker monday that shes aware that shes crazy but im even crazier. wanted him to get me to the va to get my head looked at. " lets roll" lol.. ( maniacally )
I thought about making the windows so they couldn't open easily, but I know she would just open the door. And you know how that feels. It's an open invitation for bad guys to come in and the AC to go out.
They tell us to just remember the person they once were and to know it is the disease. I have a feeling these "they" people probably didn't live with it 24/7. Thank goodness we have other caregivers to talk to.