Mental Decline & Dependency/Coping With Aging Loved Ones

Oy! Kvetching can be positively cathartic.

Kvetch of the Day:

Mr. Noddy staged re-runs on "How I am singled out and persecuted by The Medical Establishement" but he'd lost some of his high dungeon.

I suppose if he has to go paranoid, better that he target The Medical Establishment than use me as a focus for his resentments.

Snow, sleet and freezing rain. This will be a day of enforced togetherness.

Hold your dominion, Noddy!

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I'm just back from aunt at the hopsital - and met there my sister, BIL and youngest nephew.

Now - either they fled their local carnival (Mardi Gras) activities, or they intended to make frequent visits now ... or bad people could think it is somehow connected to aunt's money etc.

Oy. Call me bad.

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Walter--

As you've described your aunt, she's more than a bit muddled, but not absolutely void of common sense.

Family crises do not bring out the best in people.

Usually well-informed sources told me that my relatives drove home this morning.

They obviously (some fresh tulpits in her room) had visited mother - according to her and the nurses yesterday, when she just got up from ger noon-nap.
And they left, before she started to drink her coffee and eat the cookie.



Objectively spoken: this didn't help mother at all.

It's all so upsetting.

You can't just tell people to sling their hook, but sometimes some home truths have to be said.
But if you say them, people resent that for ever.

Walter--

Your sister is far too sensitive to be able to endure a longer visit.

Pity the nursing staff hasn't had a chance to probe the depths of her Highly Developed Finer Feeling.

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Bliss. The ice thawed. I was able to get out this morning for the first time in nearly a week--and scuttling to the vet's last Monday morning to pick up Iffy's pain pills before the snow started doesn't really count as High Recreation.

This week the weather should be wet but warm. I can handle wet. I won't melt.

Noddy, I know that you sometimes feel guilty about venting, but I hope that all of us have let you know that venting is what this thread is all about. Plus, even in your venting your very literate wit is always entertaining or simply admirable.

I loved this statement to Walter:


Walter, money complicates everything imaginable. I knew a realtor who told of a listing he had for a million dollar house. When it was sold and both parties were signing, the buyer wanted the seller to leave the cord of wood by the backyard shed. The seller said that was his wood and he was taking it with him. This infantile behavior was between two millionaires!

The realtor bought the wood and gave it to the buyer.

Your sister is just as venal and greedy as the next person. Your mother and aunt are incredibly lucky to have you as the responsible person in charge.

Good to see all of you. I have been my usual forgetful self and haven't kept current. It seems not too much has changed.

Steve, I loved your post. At almost 65, i really don't want to be shot, but please do the deed if I become vegetative. :wink:

Today I told mother that I'm away for a couple of days. (Said as usally that I would fly to England since she knows that I do such regularily since ages - I'm staying in Nice this time and have a look at the Côte d'Azur :wink: ).

She became a tiny bit nervous, but calmed at once when she heart that Mrs Walter would visit her and call her by phone daily.

She's getting her "little freedom" now, too: doesn't want to shower when the nurses want her to do it, doesn't meet others when they ask her to join them, doesn't want to go to the (in-house) barber when the nurses made a date ... but calls a nurse that she wants a shower in the evening, goes downstairs to meet someone when (no-one is there) she likes it, tries to arrange a barber date when it is closed ...


It seems to become a daily routine as well that she tells me "tomorrow I'll go home" ...


I'm sure that I'll have a nice time on the 'Promenade des Anglaises', and in Monaco, and .... in warm sunshine :wink:

Have a great time, Walter. Mother seems in fine fettle.

Walter--

You're mother has reached the Terrible Twos of her second childhood.
Enjoy your sunshine.

Diane--

Thanks for the moral and emotional support. You'll be glad to know that I now have 172 AA batteries--much more practical than flowers.

I am to be congratulated.

Every so often as a legacy of radiation treatment, my digestive tract freezes. My body attempts to cope with vigorous purging.

This has happened three times this week.

Mr. Noddy has kept me posted on his sore back, his throbbing knee, his hemrrhoids, his sinuses and his problems with his false teeth and his hearing aid.

I'm venting, but I haven't snapped yet.

Congratulations.

(Three times this week...?! Ack.)

Congratulations, Noddy, de Walter à Nice :wink:

Congratulations.

Brenda Lee says hello - hopes to see you in NYC again sometime. She was regaling mutual friends with tales of our Staten Island and Governor's Island trips last night. She's ready to head back. She could also stand a break from being useful to far too many people.

Imagining Walter in Nice... ahhhhhhh. Photos, per favore.

Noddy, eeeeek!

Mental Decline
I haven't heard a word from A2K for over a week, although I find that much has been going on. I'll have to investigate this gap. Maybe the Computer forum can help. Anyway, now I've caught up a bit.

Noddy - I seriously feel for you - I have a similar problem (result of, thank God, life-saving, surgery) and I know how little fun it is.

Walter:

Noddy has it exactly right.

Enjoy your time in the sunny and warm; bask a little.