our parents are aging. i am lucky enough to still have both parents. we are facing facts that these amazing people who brought me into this world, won’t be around forever. I thought I would share a bit of my struggles and coping with all this.
here is a bit of history on how they came to live with us. My mom became showing symptoms of memory loss. Alzheimer’s my grandpa had that and grandma had dementia. hubby and i knew they would need us so we took action and they came to live with us while they were in fairly good health. mom and dad are closer to grankiddos now and can enjoy the wee ones. all this happened about seven years ago. i am thankful for that.
my mom is following in both my grandparents footsteps, my grandpa had Alzheimer’s, my grandma dementia, that alone is terrifying to me. we began noticing this about eight years ago. luckily they started her on ariceipt right away and she was good for a few years. lately not so much. she sleeps a lot more and has so much trouble concentrating, staying on task and just general easy things take all day. she could make the best beans and rice in town now they burn a lot of the times. i asked her about making tortillas from scratch and got that stare that is now reality. other than that they she seems ok, just slipping a bit faster these days.
dad however is changing before my eyes which is why i am writing today. dad is diabetic, type 2 which explains his love for sweets. he has always been an active person, loves to do projects, help out with anything. always on the go. now he is very overweight, short of breath because of it. yes all the critical test support that area. that is a good thing. about i four months ago his legs began to swell, add that to his other symptoms and i panicked. we have tested again all is good with heart, but his leg circulation is bad, causing ulcers and leg wound.
enter wound care specialist. now they came when insurance got them there, don’t get me started on that one. boo. they were wonderful she came and told him what he needed to do, what i needed to do and it worked. now enter vaca at brother’s house, diet out the door caring for legs, wear the damn ugly socks! elavate your legs walk. you guessed it back to step one. problem it has been a month and no wound care, i do what the specialist taught me and finally the specialist is coming tomorrow. dad’s leg is a mess again . i did what i was suppose to, but he has to take part which is hard.
bring up dad is not getting any easier! it is my job i have to. he won’t do it himself, but hey where are my siblings? stay tuned the dr told my parents it is time to share the load with them. it is so hard to know how to handle parental issues. they are my parents, i love them and want to do all i can to help them. it is horrible to watch them to fall before my eyes. in my heart i know this is the only choice to be made.
how would you tell your siblings time to step up to the plate?