It seems I am learning in person how difficult it is for families to address memory problems with their loved one. As I said last post, I wrote a letter to my mother's doctor giving her my observations about mom's memory loss. The doctor has recommended my mother get an MRI. It is scheduled for next week. In the meantime, I am now public enemy #1. I still believe getting her medical help as soon as possible is the right decision. I obviously didn't go about it the best way.
I should have known, for someone who has prided herself on her intellect all her life and whose self concept is so tied to her intelligence, my "accusations" are a direct assault on her person. She told me she believes I have "thrown down the gauntlet" and she is going to prove me wrong. How thankful I would be to be wrong. I would gladly eat crow for the rest of my life to be wrong about this. I am so thankful we should have some kind of answer in the next 2 weeks.
But for now, in order to save my own sanity, I have got to withdraw and just not talk with either my mom or dad. I know this is my own bed I've made and I should have to lie in it. This is one time I am so very thankful to be living far away. It is possible for me to take the chicken way out and withdraw for a couple weeks. But right now, there is just too much stress and since we do live far away, this is a stress I can eliminate, if temporarily. At work, I have a couple empty beds at the assisted living facility. Every business is in business to make money and in this economy, no-one's job is secure. Then my husband's job is for the Department of Defense. With the talk of federal budget cuts, his job is no more secure than anyone else's.
This solution may be no better than how I started this process, but to save my own sanity, I have to withdraw and pray for the strength to deal with it and wisdom to know best to deal with it. Probably should have done that to begin with.
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