You know how it feels when you are driving down a road - singing to the radio, letting the fresh air in the windows, your best canine bud beside you riding shotgun? THEN - you hit a bump in the road and the whole car shakes - and THANK GOD for seat belts - the only things that keeps you from being ejected. The dog gives you a look like 'what the hell?'. A bump in the road.
I have hit my share lately. And surprisingly enough, this doesn't involve politics - well - let me take that back - not the 'usual politics' - but family politics.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Bumps in the Road
I have become my mom's power of attorney. I'm in charge of her 'next-to-nothing' finances and her health care. This is a terrible place to be - but being the oldest - I'm driving this car. Siblings get upset because they want to drive and to tell the truth - I'd love for them to take the wheel.
at 9:09 AM
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Connie,
Just wanted to say that it's great that you are there for her. You are doing a wonderful thing. - Ryan
Connie, I do understand. My mother drifted into, for the lack of a better word, dementia for the last four/five years of her life. It was not Alzheimer's disease, but she lived in an imaginary world and the person she had been was gone--. I am an only child, and my father had died, so there was no controversy who had to take charge. To her, I became my father, and she would make statements, when talking to ME,such as, "I wish Ted was here to enjoy this watermelon". The first time I realized she did not know I was there was like a kick the gut.
So Connie,take one day a time; there will be tough decisions to make. Just continue to love and respect her, even though your roles are reversing.
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