- Nov 4, 2008
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Good morning everyone, I apologize in advance if this post is a bit long, but I'd like to try to give you all the complete picture of a situation so that you can advise me of the Christian thing to do in this case. I've been struggling with it for months and months.
I'm visually impaired borderline legally blind and my husband is diabetic and struggling with back and weight issues. We both work. Me and my husband currently live in a Mother-Daughter house with his mom. We have an upstairs apartment. We've been here for about 10 years now. My mother in law is a dilemma. She can be nice at times but suffers from bi-polar depression and can also go severely off the handle and very verbally abusive. It turns on and off again randomly, and she can tear you down to your soul, and then 5 minutes later ask "Hey do you want to have some coffee?" leaving you just completely agape and crushed. I mean she seems to have a knack for knowing the most hurtful things to tear at you with until you're ready to weep, die, or run out the door. It's uncanny seriously. She takes meds, and is better when she takes them, but can still drop mean and insulting comments at times even on meds that are hurtful. But then again, she has her very wonderful nice moments too. But the mean times leave scars even though you forgive. You feel you want to be around her less and not open up to her.
Also her and my husband fight like cats and dogs almost every day because of all the past tensions between them and residual hurt feelings since childhood when she was occasionally even physically abusive. I never know when I come home whether we'll get to have a calm dinner or a blow out. It's very stressful to live like this.
Both of us feel so worn out and scarred by all the bad times. She also treats me like a servant or maid. Because I'm visually impaired, sometimes I'll miss something, like a cup on the floor or whatever. And she'll say something like "There's a cup on the floor. It's only been there three weeks. Another week won't hurt I guess." Very hurtful! I try my best and honestly didn't see it! How about just asking me to pick it up without treating me like that? Ugh.
So at first we paid her rent and ate meals together, but kept it like a separate apartment mostly, but as she has aged, we've stepped in to help her take care of things and have pooled our finances to pay the household bills since she's on social security.
Now the other big problem. She's been incontinent since her 40's and it has only gotten exponentially worse. She has a very lazy streak, can sleep like 18 hours a day, and will not wear diapers. She urinates in buckets that she keeps all over the house...but as a woman, it's hard to do that and she misses and has soaked and sullied her carpets. SHe urinates like every 20 minutes because she's on a water pill for her heart and it's just unstoppable. When we do force the diaper issue, the diaper needs to be changed about every hour!
Because of the buckets and the dirtiness, we've got a biblical proportion problem with flies that no fly spray or bombs will kill. We've tried EVERYTHING!They feed off the stray urine in her room, resudie in the buckets, damp carpet and sheets.
With both of us working, we try, but the constant volume and frequency of urine means that while we're at work she's soaking both her bed and carpet. It's just impossible to keep up with. We can change her sheets and empty her buckets 2 x a day, but we can't find the time to steam clean carpets daily and it's really pointless because if you did, 20 minutes later she'd be peeing on them again, thinking she was getting it in the bucket. The only time they truly went away is when she was in rehab for a few weeks with her ankle. We were even told by exterminators that as long as the urine issue exists, they can't get rid of them either. It's so disgusting!
I had the "smart" idea to place plastic mats and runners down to try to avoid the carpets continuing to get wet and moldy, but she fell and broke her ankle on them, a fact that I can't seem to live down even a year later. It's like every solution you try...you can't win. We've tried a few different mats, but the volume of liquid daily is so much that it soaks the mats and runs into the carpet. Ugh. Even the rehab had a hard time keeping up with it when she was there. They had to put in a catheter.
We've begged and pleaded with her to contact a urologist or gynecologist because the problem can be fixed fairly easily, but in the 10 years we've lived there she hasn't done a thing to try to get the problem rectified. Her sleeping and lack of wanting to do anything with her life is also seriously causing my husband to fall into depression. He wants to seek therapy but we can't afford it. It's hard to see your mom deliberately making terrible choices.
Now for the third issue. She's leaning on us way too hard. There are some things in her age and physical activity level that she can't do, and we understand and help with those things, but she's using us for things she can do and really just sitting back, throwing her hands up and letting everything fall to us. She can get around her house and fix meals and stuff, but she treats me like her maid. Literally every five to ten minutes she's got something she wants me to do or fetch. I can't even finish the dishes downstairs without being interrupted eight to ten times to do something else, and it makes me feel like I can't even finish a thought down there! It feels really beyond reason.
I know we're supposed to be like Christ, but does that mean I need to wait on her hand and foot every single minute for things she can get and do herself? I struggle with this, but I feel there has to be a reasonable level here. But I can't say no. I don't have the heart to. Even my husband has put his foot down about it, but I just can't, so I end up running around out of my mind between work, keeping up my own apartment, doing her cleaning, and waiting on her. Keep in mind I've got double everything. Double dishes, triple laundry because of the incontinence, double rooms to vacuum and mop etc...
We know that the way she is with sleeping all day, not wanting to do anything, and not trying to fix the incontinence that it may be time for a nursing home. She's young at only 69 but she's just let herself go so much and it's not going to change. She won't go, but to be honest we're completely fed up. I've got flies coming out of my purse occasionally at work and everything. I've been told that I smell like pee by my boss which has been humiliating! Never in my life have I faced such problems.
We both want to move and get out so badly it's tearing us apart. It's getting so bad my husband just wants to run and so do I, but morally I wonder if it might be wrong. But it's also hurting our marriage and the high stress environment in which we live is driving us into depression. However she says if we leave she'll just not take her meds and die. But on the other hand maybe she needs the tough love and it will force someone to step in and help her to be in a nursing home. We've reached out to so many services but while we're living here it's easy for them to throw up their hands and say, your problem, good luck.
What is the Christian thing here? When is enough enough? I want to do the right thing, I really do. But we're not living our lives and I also want to have quality time with my husband while he's in good health. We can't even go away overnight to visit family. She lays such a heavy guilt trip and will deliberately not eat while we're away and not take her meds just to make us feel like trash. Thanks for your advice. I really want to know what other people in faith would do in this situation. This just feels like a living hell. IS it me? Am I too selfish?
I'm visually impaired borderline legally blind and my husband is diabetic and struggling with back and weight issues. We both work. Me and my husband currently live in a Mother-Daughter house with his mom. We have an upstairs apartment. We've been here for about 10 years now. My mother in law is a dilemma. She can be nice at times but suffers from bi-polar depression and can also go severely off the handle and very verbally abusive. It turns on and off again randomly, and she can tear you down to your soul, and then 5 minutes later ask "Hey do you want to have some coffee?" leaving you just completely agape and crushed. I mean she seems to have a knack for knowing the most hurtful things to tear at you with until you're ready to weep, die, or run out the door. It's uncanny seriously. She takes meds, and is better when she takes them, but can still drop mean and insulting comments at times even on meds that are hurtful. But then again, she has her very wonderful nice moments too. But the mean times leave scars even though you forgive. You feel you want to be around her less and not open up to her.
Also her and my husband fight like cats and dogs almost every day because of all the past tensions between them and residual hurt feelings since childhood when she was occasionally even physically abusive. I never know when I come home whether we'll get to have a calm dinner or a blow out. It's very stressful to live like this.
Both of us feel so worn out and scarred by all the bad times. She also treats me like a servant or maid. Because I'm visually impaired, sometimes I'll miss something, like a cup on the floor or whatever. And she'll say something like "There's a cup on the floor. It's only been there three weeks. Another week won't hurt I guess." Very hurtful! I try my best and honestly didn't see it! How about just asking me to pick it up without treating me like that? Ugh.
So at first we paid her rent and ate meals together, but kept it like a separate apartment mostly, but as she has aged, we've stepped in to help her take care of things and have pooled our finances to pay the household bills since she's on social security.
Now the other big problem. She's been incontinent since her 40's and it has only gotten exponentially worse. She has a very lazy streak, can sleep like 18 hours a day, and will not wear diapers. She urinates in buckets that she keeps all over the house...but as a woman, it's hard to do that and she misses and has soaked and sullied her carpets. SHe urinates like every 20 minutes because she's on a water pill for her heart and it's just unstoppable. When we do force the diaper issue, the diaper needs to be changed about every hour!
Because of the buckets and the dirtiness, we've got a biblical proportion problem with flies that no fly spray or bombs will kill. We've tried EVERYTHING!They feed off the stray urine in her room, resudie in the buckets, damp carpet and sheets.
With both of us working, we try, but the constant volume and frequency of urine means that while we're at work she's soaking both her bed and carpet. It's just impossible to keep up with. We can change her sheets and empty her buckets 2 x a day, but we can't find the time to steam clean carpets daily and it's really pointless because if you did, 20 minutes later she'd be peeing on them again, thinking she was getting it in the bucket. The only time they truly went away is when she was in rehab for a few weeks with her ankle. We were even told by exterminators that as long as the urine issue exists, they can't get rid of them either. It's so disgusting!
I had the "smart" idea to place plastic mats and runners down to try to avoid the carpets continuing to get wet and moldy, but she fell and broke her ankle on them, a fact that I can't seem to live down even a year later. It's like every solution you try...you can't win. We've tried a few different mats, but the volume of liquid daily is so much that it soaks the mats and runs into the carpet. Ugh. Even the rehab had a hard time keeping up with it when she was there. They had to put in a catheter.
We've begged and pleaded with her to contact a urologist or gynecologist because the problem can be fixed fairly easily, but in the 10 years we've lived there she hasn't done a thing to try to get the problem rectified. Her sleeping and lack of wanting to do anything with her life is also seriously causing my husband to fall into depression. He wants to seek therapy but we can't afford it. It's hard to see your mom deliberately making terrible choices.
Now for the third issue. She's leaning on us way too hard. There are some things in her age and physical activity level that she can't do, and we understand and help with those things, but she's using us for things she can do and really just sitting back, throwing her hands up and letting everything fall to us. She can get around her house and fix meals and stuff, but she treats me like her maid. Literally every five to ten minutes she's got something she wants me to do or fetch. I can't even finish the dishes downstairs without being interrupted eight to ten times to do something else, and it makes me feel like I can't even finish a thought down there! It feels really beyond reason.
I know we're supposed to be like Christ, but does that mean I need to wait on her hand and foot every single minute for things she can get and do herself? I struggle with this, but I feel there has to be a reasonable level here. But I can't say no. I don't have the heart to. Even my husband has put his foot down about it, but I just can't, so I end up running around out of my mind between work, keeping up my own apartment, doing her cleaning, and waiting on her. Keep in mind I've got double everything. Double dishes, triple laundry because of the incontinence, double rooms to vacuum and mop etc...
We know that the way she is with sleeping all day, not wanting to do anything, and not trying to fix the incontinence that it may be time for a nursing home. She's young at only 69 but she's just let herself go so much and it's not going to change. She won't go, but to be honest we're completely fed up. I've got flies coming out of my purse occasionally at work and everything. I've been told that I smell like pee by my boss which has been humiliating! Never in my life have I faced such problems.
We both want to move and get out so badly it's tearing us apart. It's getting so bad my husband just wants to run and so do I, but morally I wonder if it might be wrong. But it's also hurting our marriage and the high stress environment in which we live is driving us into depression. However she says if we leave she'll just not take her meds and die. But on the other hand maybe she needs the tough love and it will force someone to step in and help her to be in a nursing home. We've reached out to so many services but while we're living here it's easy for them to throw up their hands and say, your problem, good luck.
What is the Christian thing here? When is enough enough? I want to do the right thing, I really do. But we're not living our lives and I also want to have quality time with my husband while he's in good health. We can't even go away overnight to visit family. She lays such a heavy guilt trip and will deliberately not eat while we're away and not take her meds just to make us feel like trash. Thanks for your advice. I really want to know what other people in faith would do in this situation. This just feels like a living hell. IS it me? Am I too selfish?
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