Saturday, June 07, 2014
This weekend--all day Friday through Sunday--I'm caretaking my mom who has dementia. As anyone knows who deals with a loved one with any form of dementia, it can be extremely stressful. I'm lucky that I have siblings who share in the care and it doesn't fall all on me or even mostly on me.
Mom is at the stage where she gets angry and mean. Not all the time, but frequently. It is hard to deal with this because nothing I say or do is right or helps. And 5 minutes later, she doesn't remember what I said anyway. So I've learned to walk away. Not away from the house or even out of the house, just out of Mom's sight. Walking away serves several purposes. It helps me deal with the stress, it gives me time to shake off the anger, hurt, frustration and it gives her time to flip into another mood. Or not. If when I walk back, she is still raging, I turn and walk away again. Eventually, she calms down. On bad days, this can go on for hours. Those are hard. Yesterday wasn't too bad, she just raged for a couple of hours in the late afternoon and had calmed down by the time she went to bed which made for a good night for both of us.
Walking away. Calms my mind and does wonders for my step count.