I lived with and took care of my daddy and mother when he was diagnosed with a brain tumor. When he died I moved mother into my home with myself and my husband. She was in mid stage Alzheimer's at the time. When he died in their home, I could not wait to get out of that house. It was like I was smothering and sick there. Now she is in the last stages and I know she is going to die in my home. I'm starting to worry that I'll have those same feelings, but this time, I have no choice but to stay in my home. Can anyone give me tips on coping? I've also been feeling very depressed lately, because I know that she doesn't have long. I really thought that I was prepared, but the last few months, I have realized that I'm not anywhere close to being ready to let her go. I am an only child, I'm 59 years old and it sounds foolish, but I feel as though I'm being abandoned and left here alone.
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I worked from a list. Kept in on my desktop and in a 3 ring binder. Real important stuff I emailed to myself so I could access it anywhere if my list was lost.
I wrote Moms obituary a month before she died. Obits charge by the letter now in many places. if you are on a tight budget you may have to mince words. Decide where you want the obit to run - if indeed you want one at all. They are not required.
I also began work on Moms eulogy (we are not religious and thus were not using clergy) a month ahead of time. This I was still working on the morning of the funeral because it was my last chance to say the things I wanted. I was well satisfied with the result - and most importantly, Mom would have liked it a lot.
I will gladly share my list (send me a personal message) of what to do and when to do it, the eulogy, etc., if anyone has interest and need. I know there are lists out there - but none of them I found were all-encompassing or covered taking a loved one a distance home for burial.
I'm almost your age and an orphan now myself. It's not silly at all to feel a sense of abandonment. Anyone we've know our entire life - and whether we like them or love them or not - but with whom we have had an ongoing relationship - is going to leave a huge hole in our lives when they are gone. And shouldn't that be the case? I would hope my own kids would be out of their minds with grief and loss (for a suitable period of time, of course) at my passing.
Your Mom has been an ongoing witness to your life, and you to hers.
With that connection lost - it's going to be up to you to either trudge on alone and shaken, or to forge new relationships, new connections, new reasons to get up in the morning. It's not that important how you do it - just that you do it. Work, volunteering, church, renewing old friendships or family ties, even finding people (like on this site) that have been through the same experiences you have. I found a message board here just a month before my Mom passed, and the support and friendship gained from it has been the silver lining in the loss of my Mom. I still come here every day
I had hospice here - having Hospice made a tremendous difference in the quality of life in my Moms last days and in my ability to cope with it.
If you haven't already called your local hospice, I would urge you to do so. I did not go through Moms doctor. I called hospice and they did it. They took care of everything. Socials workers to see if I needed anything, counselors to see how I was coping, people to bath Mom (every week day in our case), meds to ease her pain, volunteers to simply sit with her. They will assist in planning the funeral or memorial service, come immediately when she passes (if they are not already there), call the funeral home, perform the final bathing/dressing (I chose to help with this but one doesn't have to), and stay with you until her body is removed. I said my last goodbyes to Mom after we bathed and dressed her, and had my husband pull the sheet over her face. It was to be 3 hrs before the man from the funeral home came, and I chose not to watch them take her out.
This is difficult stuff. I am right back there 60 days ago reliving it all. It's is something I could have done alone, but with Hospice I didn't have to - and I am very, grateful they were with me, as well as being on call 24/7 the last month of Mom's life. They gave me comfort just as they did Mom.
Also depending on where you are located, you might have the option of Mom going to a hospice facility rather than having her die at home. The facility here is a beautiful, peaceful place rather like a nice hotel and not at all like a hospital. (I had this choice but did not take it). While in-home hospice is covered by Medicare, going to the facility does cost out of pocket - I think it was $200 a day here. For those who can afford it may be the best option.
After the funeral home took Mom away - in fact within the hour - I stripped the bed and threw away the linens and pillows. The precious covers she loved, the warm housecoat she wore, the knit cap she wore on her head, the doll she slept with - these all went into the wash. I threw her 'daily supplies' away as well - and then threw a lovely cover over the bed and put her photo on it. I put some new air fresheners in her room then, and closed the door. The things I had washed and dried stayed in the laundry til later.
I was burying Mom 1000 miles away, so I had to leave early the next morning. Once home again a week later, I was able to return to a room that was somewhat in order and that helped me emotionally. I had a community action agency come for the bed (we had purchased the hospital bed) and her wheelchair and walker and the other extra supplies we had not used. When all of Mom's 'stuff' was gone other than those things I chose to keep or save for other family, I did a 'ritual blessing' of the room by burning sage. (Might sounds silly I know - but it made me happy to do it).
Today, Moms room still smells like flowers. I go in there every few days and tell her I miss her and love her. And while I still grieve her loss I also realize it was her time to go, and I was lucky enough to have her for as long as I did, and I did a very good job of taking care of her. And that's all any of us who care for our parents - whether at home or not - can do.
I urge you to reach out for help to get you through this, and to give ample thought now to your day to day life once she does pass. It can be a great comfort to be at least somewhat prepared.
I wish you all the best.
I didn't offer you any help, but I hope I gave you some comfort. I understand your emotions. For me, reading your post helped me see that I am not alone in this day to day struggle.
JAMIE:)