by GorillaGal » Sun Jan 27, 2008 3:56 pm
How old is your son, Phoenix?
One of the hardest things i had to learn how to do (harder yet to impliment it) was to put my foot down.
at first i was trying to be the good daughter, and do everything my mother requested. she was in the hospital for 14 months before she passed, and there came a time i had to put my foot down. Lucky for mommy-dearest, my main job was right near the hospital, so i got to spend my lunch hours with her. (she also wanted me there after work, and on my days off). finally, i had to put my foot down, and told her i would not be there on pay days, so i could go to the bank. (i didn't drive then, so i had to walk everywhere). after visiting hours in the evening, i would be so tired, i would walk home with my eyes shut, i was so tired, and i would get home, and my drunk husband would demand dinner. meanwhile, i was so tired, i was eating peanut butter sandwiches for dinner because i was too exhuasted to cook.
after adjusting to taking one lunch hour a week to myself, i had to add a day when i wouldn't go to the hospital at all.
after mom died, i had read somewhere that the caretakers of the sick need just as much care as the sick person. it really is a draining experience. i can really relate to what you must be going thru.
your son needs you the most, always put him (and you--because if you are not healthy, you can't help anyone else) first.
let mamma know clearly what you are willing to do and what you are not willing to do. (or put up with). she should feel fortunate to have you, although she may not be able to realise it all the time. start small, adn work up to what you need. and stick to your guns!
welcome to the hardest part of life. i think dying is easier than what you are going thru!