Anyway, about 3 weeks ago my brother and sister packed her and her walker up and took her to K-Mart. She bought herself a throw which looks like a puppy. She loves it. She talks to it. She takes it everywhere. A number of the other residents are a bit jealous, so she also uses it as a tool to piss them off. When they get angry she turns on her "pity poor me act." The staff at Graysonview know this, and they mollify.
This doesn't mean I don't love my Mom, I do, to a certain extent. I tell people that my Mom is nuts and they just look at me. And then I tell them the funny stories, not the dark ones. I try and visit her once week, and always take cookies, or brownies, or some sort of snack. My sister visits her a bit less frequently, and my brother manages to make it over about every 3 weeks or so. The damage was done a long time ago.
All you can do is what you do; everyone handles these kinda of family situations differently.ReplyDelete
It's probably best to remember the funny stories, i would imagine and let the other fall by the wayside if you can.
We all tell the funny stories and we all do what's expected, but without any emotional connection.Delete
She looks happy in the pic.ReplyDelete
She is happy. she has her toy dog.Delete
it's the little things that matter now; the past is forgotten in her mind.ReplyDelete
Not all of it, she still remembers her grudges, surprisingly.ReplyDelete