A moment in the life of …………..

a place to gather my thoughts

Good things….. February 12, 2012

Filed under: Uncategorized — FundeMental @ 11:01 am
Tags: , , , , , , , , , ,

Aaaaaaaargh!

Do I have your attention?  Good! Because I feel like I’m teetering on the edge of a great pool of despair and I’m about to fall in.

It’s been such a busy week and I am tired.  Being tired always makes me so grumpy.  I also know that a ‘friend’ wants to ‘talk’ to me and you know that any talk in inverted commas is never a good talk.   Today, for the first time in a couple of days I’ll be seeing my (senile) Father in Law (http://thedementiadiary.wordpress.com/), which because I am tired will be a struggle.  I have to keep patient. We’re taking him to my Mum’s which should help; A problem shared and all that!

 

So I’m looking now for a couple of positives to see me through the day and I’ve come up with a couple.

The first is dinner cooked by my mum.  I don’t think there’s many people in the world who don’t love their mum’s cooking (except my kids who have weird eating habits but that’s another story) and I am no exception.

The other is this post that I’ve just found http://chittlechattle.wordpress.com/a-collage-a-day/

It’s half term so the kids are at home.  My work is reduced during the holidays so I’ll be looking for creative ideas to share and do with my children, and this really inspired me.  I’m looking forward to doing some similar things.

Right off I go now into the day………..

 

How my day looks……….. February 2, 2012

Filed under: Home,Thoughts — FundeMental @ 10:09 am
Tags: , , , , ,

I’ve been up for 2.5 hours and I’m still not dressed.  I’m trying to put off the day because I’m really not looking forward to the end of it.  I’ve got 5 dogs to walk, which is a quiet day, but it’s bitterly cold out.  I don’t mind that; as Ranulph Fiennes said

“There’s no such thing as bad weather, only inappropriate clothing”ImageOnce I’ve walked the dogs I have to go to Yorkshire for a funeral and I’ll be trapped in a car with my senile Father in Law for 7 hours (wordpress.com/The Dementia Diary)

That’s made worse by knowing that tomorrow morning we have to get him ready, to a deadline, for a funeral, take him to three separate venues for the various events and then have that huge drive home again.

What Joy!

 

Choosing my words………. January 30, 2012

Filed under: Home,Thoughts — FundeMental @ 11:46 pm
Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

There’s a lot of things I’d like to get off my chest, but I’m very aware that  putting something down in writing somehow makes it permanent and un-erasable in history.

Instead, today, because I am choosing my words carefully I will take this time to say how proud I am of my children.

My role, as I see it, as a parent is to raise confident, compassionate, level-headed human beings capable of functioning in an evermore complicated world.  Both of my children have had trying weeks (daughter slightly more so with the terrible death of a fellow student at her school on top of a family death and another by association).

Every evening husband and I leave them to visit Senile Father in Law (http://thedementiadiary.wordpress.com/)

They never complain. They never whine. They don’t ask for more than we can give.

They do their chores.  They do their homework.  They get themselves up dressed and ready for school.  They share their worries with us and they listen to ours.

My children are amazing.

 

 

Does becoming a carer mean becoming opinion-less? January 18, 2012

Yesterday I became unintentionally entangled in a Facebook argument.  To summarise the argument which raged all day long a friend went for a blood test.  When he arrived before 7am (they opened at 8am), because he had to get to work asap, he was already something like 9th in the queue. All of the people before him were very elderly, and one could therefore assume retired.  He questioned why they had gone so early in the day, when they had all day to do so delaying others, with jobs to get to, in the process.

I’m not going to relate all of the responses, but they were the usual mix of puerile jokes and serious comments.  That was until someone posted that we should all be ashamed of ourselves for talking about the elderly in derogatory terms as we will be old one day too.

My response earlier that day had been that perhaps these old folk had some type of dementia, the (valid) reasons why it could be dementia, but agreeing that it was annoying to be delayed in this way.  Should I be ashamed by that?

I went back to Facebook and explained that, on a daily basis, I care for a 79 year old man with dementia.  I greatly respect this man, but his age and illness do not mean that he can not be irritating or inconsiderate and I may not find him annoying.

Apparently I should know better because I am a carer!

Why?  By caring for someone do I have to discount my emotions and opinions? Aren’t I allowed to feel a negative emotion at any time?  Does becoming a carer transform me magically into Mother Theresa? I don’t think so.

Did the person I care for become perfect when he became ill?  As he grew older did he suddenly become considerate of all those around him?  By being elderly does he acquire rights and courtesies that should not be extended to the rest of the population?  I (and his other relatives) don’t think so.

I was subjected to the ‘they fought for this country‘ reasoning.   I am grateful to those who did fight during the Second World War alongside many of my relatives, some of who lost their lives,  but unless they were over 90 years old that is now unlikely.   As I relayed earlier I was told ‘You’ll be old too one day‘.  Hopefully that’s true, but will that be an excuse for me to inconvenience others.   No!  Another response: ‘You represent all that’s wrong with this country today!’   I expect politeness and consideration of others?! Is that wrong?

I felt singled out and attacked as a respondent because I admitted that I look after someone who is elderly and infirm but I can find him annoying from time to time.  Does this affect the way that I look after him?  No it doesn’t.  He needs to be looked after, and yes, sometimes his illness makes him say or do crass things but, equally, sometimes it is all him.  I have a right to feel annoyed.  I don’t have the right to mistreat him as a result of that emotion, but I can feel it.

If I had posted that my children had done something stupid which had inconvenienced others, but there may have been a reason for their actions, and yes I could understand others annoyance at them, no-one would have batted an eyelid.  In fact I suspect I would have been praised for being such a fair-minded person.  So what is it about being a carer, or dealing with the elderly, that means that you must discard negative feelings?

 

 
Follow

Get every new post delivered to your Inbox.

Join 33 other followers