Caring for a parent with dementia/Alzheimer’s is difficult. It’s even harder when there’s a family history that’s made fraught by abuse.
Caring for a parent with dementia/Alzheimer’s is difficult. It’s even harder when there’s a family history that’s made fraught by abuse.
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whoa. thanks for keeping it real.
You have my sympathy, Mr Rall.
Are anyone else’s messages being held for moderation? Mine keep being, even when they’re short, and even without any “questionable” content.
Alex_the_webmaster here. We’re working on a fix.
FYI I always approve any that come up for moderation.
It really is a huge mass of emotional landmines. She’s not the same person, but she is, except she isn’t.
You put yourself in a different shirt each time, but she’s in the same shirt in all three of her panels.
I tell my folks that I’m going to send them to the nursing home that was featured on 60 Minutes but they don’t think that’s very funny.
Nursing homes my mother and mother-in-law have been to look like they came straight out of a Dickens novel.
And then my mother (who was always neglectful of her children) (Friend’s mothers would notice and call to my attention, that I would be wearing the same pants to school, unwashed, for months) would only eat (and exceedingly sparingly) If I brought her favorite fast food to her.
Been there, Ted. Not trying to compete with and diminish your tales, but you are not alone with your experiences.
Hi Ted,
I’m sure that you are experiencing the difficulty of trying to reason with an unreasonable person.
That’s very difficult, given the conflicts of emotions you are experiencing.
My mother awoke many long forgotten negative emotions in me while I was trying to help her.
Don’t let those emotions tear you up.
Is this “abuse” the old definition or the newer one. If she merely cuffed you upside the head or slapped you for mouthing off, I view that differently than being beaten with boards or belts.
You don’t have an answer if you don’t want to. I just don’t want people to minimize what I consider “real abuse.”
Slapping, yes. Belts, yes. Sometimes, on special occasions, the buckle side.
Yes, that’s abuse. I’m sorry.
Yep.