Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Honestly, the more I read on DCUM about the abusive, hateful elderly parents the more I think we need to reassess the entire issue of aging.
Maybe we can just start refusing to provide any serious level of medical care to anyone over 65. This would hasten the demise of those who are problems, and would also eliminate a lot of the problems grown children have with having to deal with abusive parents - like the ruination OP's mother is causing her. Let them die out.
And no, this isn't radical thinking for anyone who doesn't agree:
https://www.cnn.com/2011/11/04/opinion/etzioni-elderly/index.html
OP, I noticed your therapist said that it is your priority to take care of yourself and your children and to forget about your mother. It's about time that the professional therapy community FINALLY has the courage to tell people to forget about their elderly parents because it seems that the majority are outright abusive.
Couldn't agree more. I think future generations will look at what we did to young kids during covid as a crime. We are bankrupting society trying to get the elderly a few more years of life, usually of crappy quality.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Honestly, the more I read on DCUM about the abusive, hateful elderly parents the more I think we need to reassess the entire issue of aging.
Maybe we can just start refusing to provide any serious level of medical care to anyone over 65. This would hasten the demise of those who are problems, and would also eliminate a lot of the problems grown children have with having to deal with abusive parents - like the ruination OP's mother is causing her. Let them die out.
And no, this isn't radical thinking for anyone who doesn't agree:
https://www.cnn.com/2011/11/04/opinion/etzioni-elderly/index.html
OP, I noticed your therapist said that it is your priority to take care of yourself and your children and to forget about your mother. It's about time that the professional therapy community FINALLY has the courage to tell people to forget about their elderly parents because it seems that the majority are outright abusive.
Couldn't agree more. I think future generations will look at what we did to young kids during covid as a crime. We are bankrupting society trying to get the elderly a few more years of life, usually of crappy quality.
Not everyone who died of covid was old. Pay attention.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Honestly, the more I read on DCUM about the abusive, hateful elderly parents the more I think we need to reassess the entire issue of aging.
Maybe we can just start refusing to provide any serious level of medical care to anyone over 65. This would hasten the demise of those who are problems, and would also eliminate a lot of the problems grown children have with having to deal with abusive parents - like the ruination OP's mother is causing her. Let them die out.
And no, this isn't radical thinking for anyone who doesn't agree:
https://www.cnn.com/2011/11/04/opinion/etzioni-elderly/index.html
OP, I noticed your therapist said that it is your priority to take care of yourself and your children and to forget about your mother. It's about time that the professional therapy community FINALLY has the courage to tell people to forget about their elderly parents because it seems that the majority are outright abusive.
Couldn't agree more. I think future generations will look at what we did to young kids during covid as a crime. We are bankrupting society trying to get the elderly a few more years of life, usually of crappy quality.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Honestly, the more I read on DCUM about the abusive, hateful elderly parents the more I think we need to reassess the entire issue of aging.
Maybe we can just start refusing to provide any serious level of medical care to anyone over 65. This would hasten the demise of those who are problems, and would also eliminate a lot of the problems grown children have with having to deal with abusive parents - like the ruination OP's mother is causing her. Let them die out.
And no, this isn't radical thinking for anyone who doesn't agree:
https://www.cnn.com/2011/11/04/opinion/etzioni-elderly/index.html
OP, I noticed your therapist said that it is your priority to take care of yourself and your children and to forget about your mother. It's about time that the professional therapy community FINALLY has the courage to tell people to forget about their elderly parents because it seems that the majority are outright abusive.
Oh, so you get to kill yourself working until your 65 and then when you finally can retire you are denied medical care and told to suck it up and suffer? I don’t think that’ll go over well. You must be very young
Anonymous wrote:Honestly, the more I read on DCUM about the abusive, hateful elderly parents the more I think we need to reassess the entire issue of aging.
Maybe we can just start refusing to provide any serious level of medical care to anyone over 65. This would hasten the demise of those who are problems, and would also eliminate a lot of the problems grown children have with having to deal with abusive parents - like the ruination OP's mother is causing her. Let them die out.
And no, this isn't radical thinking for anyone who doesn't agree:
https://www.cnn.com/2011/11/04/opinion/etzioni-elderly/index.html
OP, I noticed your therapist said that it is your priority to take care of yourself and your children and to forget about your mother. It's about time that the professional therapy community FINALLY has the courage to tell people to forget about their elderly parents because it seems that the majority are outright abusive.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Yes, my mother was a huge challenge- we never got along & I eventually only did the things I felt really obligated to- I was involved in her healthcare at the end and I'd order groceries and have Instacart deliver.
My dad passed a couple years after my mom; he struggled after her death and I ended up moving in with him.
It was an adjustment & I had to take time to myself sometimes because I'd get resentful. It helped to look at it from his perspective- he had been career military, disciplined, healthy and independent his whole life. He knew that he was starting to forget things, he knew he had to give up driving etc... Think of how that must feel
It's just life, at some point roles reverse and I just tried to minimize the things he couldn't do and still asked for advice on things that he could feel smart about- car stuff, travel, etc. If helped- I did whatever I wanted anyway but he felt better too.
I don't think it's always lack of appreciation- I think it's hard to admit you can't do the things you used to and expressing gratitude when I had to drive him to appts and stuff didn't really happen. He was upset he needed the help.
Anyway he passed recently and the night he died he'd seemed fine; I went out for drinks & I'd ask him to check on my dog while I was out. She didn't need anything, but she would sit with him and sounds dumb but I think he felt good being needed.
He was watching TV with the dog on the couch when I came home. Gave me a report of her potty activities and I thanked him and he went to bed. He was gone by morning.
I'm glad I had the time with him; try to be patient and realize it's not going to last forever.
Good luck- I ended up getting close with a couple of the neighbors, it helped having other people I could have step in occasionally.
While I think it is lovely you were there for your parents, I don't think you get just how abusive some elderly parents can get. Your advice of "just be patient" is tone deaf. Sure it's good to have empathy for someone a little snippy. What a lot of people are describing is those who likely crossed the line before aging and with aging became increasingly abusive. It is usually women told to suck it up, have empathy and "just be patient."
And I'm wondering if you have kids of your own to care for. Not a judgement, it just changes the equation in ways that are impossible to understand unless you experience it.
Anonymous wrote:Yes, my mother was a huge challenge- we never got along & I eventually only did the things I felt really obligated to- I was involved in her healthcare at the end and I'd order groceries and have Instacart deliver.
My dad passed a couple years after my mom; he struggled after her death and I ended up moving in with him.
It was an adjustment & I had to take time to myself sometimes because I'd get resentful. It helped to look at it from his perspective- he had been career military, disciplined, healthy and independent his whole life. He knew that he was starting to forget things, he knew he had to give up driving etc... Think of how that must feel
It's just life, at some point roles reverse and I just tried to minimize the things he couldn't do and still asked for advice on things that he could feel smart about- car stuff, travel, etc. If helped- I did whatever I wanted anyway but he felt better too.
I don't think it's always lack of appreciation- I think it's hard to admit you can't do the things you used to and expressing gratitude when I had to drive him to appts and stuff didn't really happen. He was upset he needed the help.
Anyway he passed recently and the night he died he'd seemed fine; I went out for drinks & I'd ask him to check on my dog while I was out. She didn't need anything, but she would sit with him and sounds dumb but I think he felt good being needed.
He was watching TV with the dog on the couch when I came home. Gave me a report of her potty activities and I thanked him and he went to bed. He was gone by morning.
I'm glad I had the time with him; try to be patient and realize it's not going to last forever.
Good luck- I ended up getting close with a couple of the neighbors, it helped having other people I could have step in occasionally.
Anonymous wrote:Honestly, the more I read on DCUM about the abusive, hateful elderly parents the more I think we need to reassess the entire issue of aging.
Maybe we can just start refusing to provide any serious level of medical care to anyone over 65. This would hasten the demise of those who are problems, and would also eliminate a lot of the problems grown children have with having to deal with abusive parents - like the ruination OP's mother is causing her. Let them die out.
And no, this isn't radical thinking for anyone who doesn't agree:
https://www.cnn.com/2011/11/04/opinion/etzioni-elderly/index.html
OP, I noticed your therapist said that it is your priority to take care of yourself and your children and to forget about your mother. It's about time that the professional therapy community FINALLY has the courage to tell people to forget about their elderly parents because it seems that the majority are outright abusive.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Yes, my mother was a huge challenge- we never got along & I eventually only did the things I felt really obligated to- I was involved in her healthcare at the end and I'd order groceries and have Instacart deliver.
My dad passed a couple years after my mom; he struggled after her death and I ended up moving in with him.
It was an adjustment & I had to take time to myself sometimes because I'd get resentful. It helped to look at it from his perspective- he had been career military, disciplined, healthy and independent his whole life. He knew that he was starting to forget things, he knew he had to give up driving etc... Think of how that must feel
It's just life, at some point roles reverse and I just tried to minimize the things he couldn't do and still asked for advice on things that he could feel smart about- car stuff, travel, etc. If helped- I did whatever I wanted anyway but he felt better too.
I don't think it's always lack of appreciation- I think it's hard to admit you can't do the things you used to and expressing gratitude when I had to drive him to appts and stuff didn't really happen. He was upset he needed the help.
Anyway he passed recently and the night he died he'd seemed fine; I went out for drinks & I'd ask him to check on my dog while I was out. She didn't need anything, but she would sit with him and sounds dumb but I think he felt good being needed.
He was watching TV with the dog on the couch when I came home. Gave me a report of her potty activities and I thanked him and he went to bed. He was gone by morning.
I'm glad I had the time with him; try to be patient and realize it's not going to last forever.
Good luck- I ended up getting close with a couple of the neighbors, it helped having other people I could have step in occasionally.
While I think it is lovely you were there for your parents, I don't think you get just how abusive some elderly parents can get. Your advice of "just be patient" is tone deaf. Sure it's good to have empathy for someone a little snippy. What a lot of people are describing is those who likely crossed the line before aging and with aging became increasingly abusive. It is usually women told to suck it up, have empathy and "just be patient."
Anonymous wrote:Yes, my mother was a huge challenge- we never got along & I eventually only did the things I felt really obligated to- I was involved in her healthcare at the end and I'd order groceries and have Instacart deliver.
My dad passed a couple years after my mom; he struggled after her death and I ended up moving in with him.
It was an adjustment & I had to take time to myself sometimes because I'd get resentful. It helped to look at it from his perspective- he had been career military, disciplined, healthy and independent his whole life. He knew that he was starting to forget things, he knew he had to give up driving etc... Think of how that must feel
It's just life, at some point roles reverse and I just tried to minimize the things he couldn't do and still asked for advice on things that he could feel smart about- car stuff, travel, etc. If helped- I did whatever I wanted anyway but he felt better too.
I don't think it's always lack of appreciation- I think it's hard to admit you can't do the things you used to and expressing gratitude when I had to drive him to appts and stuff didn't really happen. He was upset he needed the help.
Anyway he passed recently and the night he died he'd seemed fine; I went out for drinks & I'd ask him to check on my dog while I was out. She didn't need anything, but she would sit with him and sounds dumb but I think he felt good being needed.
He was watching TV with the dog on the couch when I came home. Gave me a report of her potty activities and I thanked him and he went to bed. He was gone by morning.
I'm glad I had the time with him; try to be patient and realize it's not going to last forever.
Good luck- I ended up getting close with a couple of the neighbors, it helped having other people I could have step in occasionally.
Anonymous wrote:Yes, my mother was a huge challenge- we never got along & I eventually only did the things I felt really obligated to- I was involved in her healthcare at the end and I'd order groceries and have Instacart deliver.
My dad passed a couple years after my mom; he struggled after her death and I ended up moving in with him.
It was an adjustment & I had to take time to myself sometimes because I'd get resentful. It helped to look at it from his perspective- he had been career military, disciplined, healthy and independent his whole life. He knew that he was starting to forget things, he knew he had to give up driving etc... Think of how that must feel
It's just life, at some point roles reverse and I just tried to minimize the things he couldn't do and still asked for advice on things that he could feel smart about- car stuff, travel, etc. If helped- I did whatever I wanted anyway but he felt better too.
I don't think it's always lack of appreciation- I think it's hard to admit you can't do the things you used to and expressing gratitude when I had to drive him to appts and stuff didn't really happen. He was upset he needed the help.
Anyway he passed recently and the night he died he'd seemed fine; I went out for drinks & I'd ask him to check on my dog while I was out. She didn't need anything, but she would sit with him and sounds dumb but I think he felt good being needed.
He was watching TV with the dog on the couch when I came home. Gave me a report of her potty activities and I thanked him and he went to bed. He was gone by morning.
I'm glad I had the time with him; try to be patient and realize it's not going to last forever.
Good luck- I ended up getting close with a couple of the neighbors, it helped having other people I could have step in occasionally.