Anonymous wrote:I'm the OP.
To the PP who claims that all over Europe multiple generations live under one roof, this is not quite accurate.
I have relatives and friends in Europe and it is definitely not the norm where they live. It may be more common in southern European countries (e.g. in Spain, Italy, Greece etc.) but it is not as common in northern Europe where people move into nursing homes, Assisted Living and other facilities.
The downside is that there are often long waiting lists to get into nursing homes and AL.
A relative in Europe told me there currently is a waiting list of 1500 people in one of her local nursing homes, and some people put themselves on the waiting list years before they even want to move in there.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My mom has had serious mental illnesses (schizo-affective disorder and bipolar disorder) since I was around 4 years old. My dad abandoned us when I was 6 so, needless to say, life was tough for my mom, me and my two older sisters. Somehow, I managed to make it through college and law school, get married and have two sweet babies (now pre-teens). When dating my then-boyfriend, now husband, I explained that I would not be putting my mom in a nursing home in her old age. When we bought our first house together (about 10 years ago), we moved my mom in with us. It has not been easy. Her meds keep her "just" sane enough most days but not all days. My amazing husband has more patience for her than I do, since, as he notes "she's a very sick person." My children also see that she is very sick and have learned to treat her with kindness.
Aside from the challenges of dealing with a mentally unstable person, we have supported her though 2 hip surgeries, skin cancer, surgery to correct pelvic prolapse, lots of physical therapy and, of course, many visits to see her psychiatrist.
Did I mention it has not been easy? I have gone through periods where I literally hated her, hated my life and wondered what the hell I was doing. But this I know, putting her in a nursing home would subject her to an extremely sad ending to an extremely sad life. My mom, after her hip surgeries, has stayed at some of the nicest nursing homes in the DC Metro area and I'm sorry to say that even the nicest nursing homes in the DC metro area are not very nice. It's where people go to die. No matter how nice some of the staff are (and we met some incredible staff), they are still overworked and underpaid for what they do. They still managed to mess up her meds sometimes. She still got UTI's. It's simply not a place you put someone if you care anything about them.
I have very vivid memories of my mom struggling to keep two jobs so my sisters and I would not end up in foster care. I recall her being hospitalized for 2 weeks, being discharged and going on job interviews two days later (this usually happened every 6-9 months). She never, ever gave up. And even though my childhood was plenty sad, and even tragic - I know that without her motivation to protect us, it could have been so much worse.
I sometimes wonder what motivates me to keep her in my home, despite the incredible challenges she presents. Guilt? Do I have some kind of savior-syndrome? I don't know.
My life could be so much different if she didn't live with us, but I can't say it would be better. The thought of my sick mom, lying alone in a nursing home bed, would simply make me miserable.
I don't get this. We are not trained nurses and caregivers(!), we have full-time jobs and kids - surely our parents would be better in a facility where they can be supervised and taken care of properly, with others the same age for social interaction. Not ideal I understand but how is having them at our homes better?!
Anonymous wrote:I’d save for a nice over 55 community with various levels of care. I had relatives in a nice one and it was so great—library, shuttle to doctors/mall, movie theater on premises, game room, dining room, activities, staff to help you change lightbulbs.
Short of that, a faith community, or sometimes chosen family. Like if you had a younger neighbor or colleague that yiu help when they are in the sandwich crush, they may be grateful and help you when you are old. There are people like that but you can’t really count on it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Thank you for taking the time to post your comments.
The reason I started this thread is because of my MIL. My MIL is 92 years old, she was widowed 10 years ago and she still lives in her own house. MIL suffers from dementia. She receives a lot of support from my DH and his 2 siblings, and from various home health aides.
MIL receives round the clock care in her own home, 24/7, 365 days a year. Cleaner/housekeeper 4 times a week, 3 live-in aides/companions (24/7) who work in shifts, other aides, and MIL's children who keep her company in rotation.
MIL is a wealthy woman, she can afford to hire aides round the clock. The reason she is getting so much hands on support is because her 3 children (including my DH) have financial POA and they hired the aides on her behalf.
DH and I will never get this kind of help when we are elderly, because we don't have children to organize the help for us, should we become cognitively impaired. So our job is to do the organising ourselves while we are still physically healthy and sound of mind. Forward planning is key, but how ...?
I find it quite depressing thinking of all of this right now. I sometimes suffer from bouts of anxiety and then I start catastrophizing things in my mind. My DH - being 9 years older than me - laughs it off and says after he dies I should enjoy the pension pot and have fun!
Yes this is the KEY right here. Absolutely. My eldely mother has me to oversee and organize food/assistance/finances. I have NO idea what state she would be in if she didn't have me around (only child). It's quite alarming!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I’d save for a nice over 55 community with various levels of care. I had relatives in a nice one and it was so great—library, shuttle to doctors/mall, movie theater on premises, game room, dining room, activities, staff to help you change lightbulbs.
Short of that, a faith community, or sometimes chosen family. Like if you had a younger neighbor or colleague that yiu help when they are in the sandwich crush, they may be grateful and help you when you are old. There are people like that but you can’t really count on it.
This is OP. An over 55 community may be the right place for some people but I think the downside is that residents end up socialising with people their age group only.
My ideal situation is to have a wide network of friends and acquaintances of all ages. I would also like to form a closer bond with my remaining relatives, especially my cousins and their kids, but the relationship is kind of one-sided at the moment. I am always the initiator. I never hear from them if I don't make contact first.
It's sad. I wish my cousins and I had been closer from childhood but sadly that never happened. I don't know why. Family dynamics I guess.
This isn't necessarily true. 55+ communities are vastly different now than they were 10-20 years ago, primarily because people are much more vital and active. One of the positives is that you are with a peer group many of whom may be in a similar situation to you. They turn to each other for support and they can count on each other.
FWIW I know quite a few people who have children who are estranged from them and have no contact, including with grandchildren. This is happening more often as extended family does not seem to have as much importance as it once did. (Look at the DCUM forums for how hated many parents and ILs are and how quickly they are cut off.) Today, many parents are deemed toxic for having human faults. Oftentimes the theraputic community is fully behind estrangement from family of origin. That's just how it is now. I've seen the hearbreak it's caused my friends who are parents and I wouldn't wish that on anyone. I see their pain and I have no regrets for being childless.
Retirement communities have a lot of activities and clubs, are also big on volunteer work in the community so you will have options to get involved with organizations that focus on kids in need, environmental, animal shelters, veterans issues, you name it. There are nice communities all over the country, some large some small, so you could find one that fits what you are looking for.
Do you plan to retire in place? If so, now is the time for you and DH to start getting involved in community. Reach out and get involved in volunteering and you will begin to meet like-minded people. Generally speaking, people who volunteer usually are friendly and like to help others so it's never a mistake to look at that demographic.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:My mom has had serious mental illnesses (schizo-affective disorder and bipolar disorder) since I was around 4 years old. My dad abandoned us when I was 6 so, needless to say, life was tough for my mom, me and my two older sisters. Somehow, I managed to make it through college and law school, get married and have two sweet babies (now pre-teens). When dating my then-boyfriend, now husband, I explained that I would not be putting my mom in a nursing home in her old age. When we bought our first house together (about 10 years ago), we moved my mom in with us. It has not been easy. Her meds keep her "just" sane enough most days but not all days. My amazing husband has more patience for her than I do, since, as he notes "she's a very sick person." My children also see that she is very sick and have learned to treat her with kindness.
Aside from the challenges of dealing with a mentally unstable person, we have supported her though 2 hip surgeries, skin cancer, surgery to correct pelvic prolapse, lots of physical therapy and, of course, many visits to see her psychiatrist.
Did I mention it has not been easy? I have gone through periods where I literally hated her, hated my life and wondered what the hell I was doing. But this I know, putting her in a nursing home would subject her to an extremely sad ending to an extremely sad life. My mom, after her hip surgeries, has stayed at some of the nicest nursing homes in the DC Metro area and I'm sorry to say that even the nicest nursing homes in the DC metro area are not very nice. It's where people go to die. No matter how nice some of the staff are (and we met some incredible staff), they are still overworked and underpaid for what they do. They still managed to mess up her meds sometimes. She still got UTI's. It's simply not a place you put someone if you care anything about them.
I have very vivid memories of my mom struggling to keep two jobs so my sisters and I would not end up in foster care. I recall her being hospitalized for 2 weeks, being discharged and going on job interviews two days later (this usually happened every 6-9 months). She never, ever gave up. And even though my childhood was plenty sad, and even tragic - I know that without her motivation to protect us, it could have been so much worse.
I sometimes wonder what motivates me to keep her in my home, despite the incredible challenges she presents. Guilt? Do I have some kind of savior-syndrome? I don't know.
My life could be so much different if she didn't live with us, but I can't say it would be better. The thought of my sick mom, lying alone in a nursing home bed, would simply make me miserable.
I don't get this. We are not trained nurses and caregivers(!), we have full-time jobs and kids - surely our parents would be better in a facility where they can be supervised and taken care of properly, with others the same age for social interaction. Not ideal I understand but how is having them at our homes better?!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Thank you for taking the time to post your comments.
The reason I started this thread is because of my MIL. My MIL is 92 years old, she was widowed 10 years ago and she still lives in her own house. MIL suffers from dementia. She receives a lot of support from my DH and his 2 siblings, and from various home health aides.
MIL receives round the clock care in her own home, 24/7, 365 days a year. Cleaner/housekeeper 4 times a week, 3 live-in aides/companions (24/7) who work in shifts, other aides, and MIL's children who keep her company in rotation.
MIL is a wealthy woman, she can afford to hire aides round the clock. The reason she is getting so much hands on support is because her 3 children (including my DH) have financial POA and they hired the aides on her behalf.
DH and I will never get this kind of help when we are elderly, because we don't have children to organize the help for us, should we become cognitively impaired. So our job is to do the organising ourselves while we are still physically healthy and sound of mind. Forward planning is key, but how ...?
I find it quite depressing thinking of all of this right now. I sometimes suffer from bouts of anxiety and then I start catastrophizing things in my mind. My DH - being 9 years older than me - laughs it off and says after he dies I should enjoy the pension pot and have fun!
Yes this is the KEY right here. Absolutely. My eldely mother has me to oversee and organize food/assistance/finances. I have NO idea what state she would be in if she didn't have me around (only child). It's quite alarming!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:You are taking the word "advocate" very literally.
This could mean being at Drs appts, listening, weighing alternatives, deciding on care, doing research to determine best alternatives.
No one said a thing about extending someones life beyond what they want.
Stop projecting.
You can hire a case manager to do these things. Often times families burn out from this stuff. Elderly are living longer. It's no longer doing this for a few years. It can be 20 years of it and by then you have your own health issues and so does your spouse and you have to decide that that is more important. I have been at this for a long time and have seen our friends and people we have met through support groups go through it. It is a huge burden when they have many health issues and live a long time and anyone who knows the reality is going to set limits with a relative who wants to get close and might ask you to be their person. At some point you decide you have to have more boundaries with your own family and after enough times you hire people they can use so you can advocate for your own health. I have known far too many people who developed cancer, diabetes, heart issues, etc while being there for their own parents and they finally had to stop being there so much for their own parents and start attending their own doctor's appointments and focusing on self-care. In the first few years of being the support person for parents and inlaws I might have agreed with you, but honestly now I think we all should have a plan to pay people to be there because if we live a long life with many medical issues we cannot keep expecting our kids to escort us to doctor's appointments, and other things.
Anonymous wrote:Thank you for taking the time to post your comments.
The reason I started this thread is because of my MIL. My MIL is 92 years old, she was widowed 10 years ago and she still lives in her own house. MIL suffers from dementia. She receives a lot of support from my DH and his 2 siblings, and from various home health aides.
MIL receives round the clock care in her own home, 24/7, 365 days a year. Cleaner/housekeeper 4 times a week, 3 live-in aides/companions (24/7) who work in shifts, other aides, and MIL's children who keep her company in rotation.
MIL is a wealthy woman, she can afford to hire aides round the clock. The reason she is getting so much hands on support is because her 3 children (including my DH) have financial POA and they hired the aides on her behalf.
DH and I will never get this kind of help when we are elderly, because we don't have children to organize the help for us, should we become cognitively impaired. So our job is to do the organising ourselves while we are still physically healthy and sound of mind. Forward planning is key, but how ...?
I find it quite depressing thinking of all of this right now. I sometimes suffer from bouts of anxiety and then I start catastrophizing things in my mind. My DH - being 9 years older than me - laughs it off and says after he dies I should enjoy the pension pot and have fun!
Anonymous wrote:Church.
Really. My 80 year old mother is so flipping active in her church, and the parishioners take care of one another. My mom drives her 92 year old friend to doctor's appointments, for example, because that 92 year old doesn't have family close by. The ministers come visit you in the hospital quite often, and they often organize a group of congregants to take turns visiting on the ill or infirm. They really take care of one another. Heck, my mom event got me to go shovel the driveway of an 85 year old woman who broke her hip going to get mail, because her driveway was icy, and her 87 year old husband has dementia. And I was happy to do so. So it's not just like it's the congregants themselves who are helping each other out. They pull in their families and their resources as well.
I'm sure any house of worship is like this. I only mention church because we are Christian. My mother didn't join a church until my dad passed away and my mom was 65. I am not active. My life is crazy busy right now, but I do plan to go back, perhaps after my kid goes away to college. They aren't perfect. You have dysfunction just like you do in a family. But they look after you like family as well.