tigerjen
The Married Tigress
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Okay here goes:
Back in December '03, my grandmother (my dad's mom) wanted to
come to the family business to help out, as she has done many
times before. My dad said okay but to wait until the traffic from
commuting was clear. However, somehow, she did not end up
at the store (my dad and uncle own and run a jewelry store) and
somehow ended up two towns away, and managed to get into
a minor fender-bender. Ever since then she has not been allowed
to drive.
Right after she had an angioplasty (which went wrong, and she
ended up getting congestive heart failure!) back in Sept '01 she
was not able to drive for quite a while, esp. because she still had
to have surgery to correct glaucoma in one eye. Plus from the
congestive heart failure, she had fluid build-up in one of her
legs, unfortunately the right leg. The following summer of '02
I had to help out by bringing her to the beach on Sundays (my dad
would meet me out front, and he would help her, and later on,
he would bring her home) when the weather was good.
Somewhere in '03 she was able to drive again, but only during
the daytime----such as to go shopping, to help out at the store,
to go out w/ friends, etc. I do have to backtrack because
on Christmas Eve '02 we were going to pick her up at her house
so we all could go to my uncle's for Christmas eve party. The
strange thing was that it was around 6:30pm AND she was not
home! My dad started to freak out----but then I recogized my
grandmother's car and yelled at my dad to follow......my dad
honked the horn, yelled out his window, and we drove following
her--PAST her house---for at least a half mile when she finally
stopped. My dad was not happy----apparently she had become
disoriented, esp. since it got dark so early too. So my dad got
into her car and drove her back to the house, and my mom drove
our car back. Boy that was a nightmare...very scary!
Anyhow......things were okay in '03 up until the December
accident as I had mentioned above. So ONCE AGAIN this summer
I've been helping out when I could to bring her to the beach
(same routine as I mentioned before), etc.
My parents are away until early next week so on my dad's orders
*I* have to call my grandmother EVERY day to make sure things
are fine----fuck, why should I have to? She's fine--and actually
she called me this morning to see if my parents out to their
destination okay. I know its just my uncle at the store but I
hope that he's doing his part and helping out too.
Why am I so frustrated? It's because my dad seems to keep
denying the fact that his mom is getting older, and keeps
putting off stuff such as looking into a retirement type of
community setting for her----understand my grandmother is
independent type, but w/ her mind starting to go and her
health (she's on god knows how many meds!), it would be best
to see her in a facility where she can be independent, get rides
to the grocery store and other errands, etc. My dad has to take
time out from work during the day just to bring her to Dr.'s
appointments. My mom has been nagging my dad for over a year
to figure out something. My grandmother does NOT want to be
in a nursing home. I don't know how she will feel about being
in a independent-living facility. My dad claims he's been looking
for somebody to come into her home and help her out and such,
but he said that last year too. I love my grandmother very
much, and yes, she is family, but I feel the time has come where
she has to be in a setting where there's structure (i.e. proper
med-taking times) but yet still be as independent as possible.
Another thing, both my uncle and my dad both check on her to make
sure she's taken her meds----I know my dad goes over there
every week to set up her pillboxes for the week.
Here's another background.....my grandmother's oldest sister
(my great-aunt, who passed away in '92) was in an senior apt
setting for several years, and when she passed on, she was in
the very beginning of Alzheimer's disease. I'm wondering if its
just age or another factor, but I think my grandmother might be
showing signs: I'l give an example----she'll refer to her hubby
(my grandfather---who passed away in '85) as "Uncle"....and
I remember one morning a few months ago she called my house,
and my mom picking up the phone, and my grandmother asked
where her husband was? Now THAT's scary!
Anyhow, I don't' know if any of you have had a situation like
this, or similar, but any advice would help a great deal. Thank
you......

tigerjen
Back in December '03, my grandmother (my dad's mom) wanted to
come to the family business to help out, as she has done many
times before. My dad said okay but to wait until the traffic from
commuting was clear. However, somehow, she did not end up
at the store (my dad and uncle own and run a jewelry store) and
somehow ended up two towns away, and managed to get into
a minor fender-bender. Ever since then she has not been allowed
to drive.
Right after she had an angioplasty (which went wrong, and she
ended up getting congestive heart failure!) back in Sept '01 she
was not able to drive for quite a while, esp. because she still had
to have surgery to correct glaucoma in one eye. Plus from the
congestive heart failure, she had fluid build-up in one of her
legs, unfortunately the right leg. The following summer of '02
I had to help out by bringing her to the beach on Sundays (my dad
would meet me out front, and he would help her, and later on,
he would bring her home) when the weather was good.
Somewhere in '03 she was able to drive again, but only during
the daytime----such as to go shopping, to help out at the store,
to go out w/ friends, etc. I do have to backtrack because
on Christmas Eve '02 we were going to pick her up at her house
so we all could go to my uncle's for Christmas eve party. The
strange thing was that it was around 6:30pm AND she was not
home! My dad started to freak out----but then I recogized my
grandmother's car and yelled at my dad to follow......my dad
honked the horn, yelled out his window, and we drove following
her--PAST her house---for at least a half mile when she finally
stopped. My dad was not happy----apparently she had become
disoriented, esp. since it got dark so early too. So my dad got
into her car and drove her back to the house, and my mom drove
our car back. Boy that was a nightmare...very scary!
Anyhow......things were okay in '03 up until the December
accident as I had mentioned above. So ONCE AGAIN this summer
I've been helping out when I could to bring her to the beach
(same routine as I mentioned before), etc.
My parents are away until early next week so on my dad's orders
*I* have to call my grandmother EVERY day to make sure things
are fine----fuck, why should I have to? She's fine--and actually
she called me this morning to see if my parents out to their
destination okay. I know its just my uncle at the store but I
hope that he's doing his part and helping out too.
Why am I so frustrated? It's because my dad seems to keep
denying the fact that his mom is getting older, and keeps
putting off stuff such as looking into a retirement type of
community setting for her----understand my grandmother is
independent type, but w/ her mind starting to go and her
health (she's on god knows how many meds!), it would be best
to see her in a facility where she can be independent, get rides
to the grocery store and other errands, etc. My dad has to take
time out from work during the day just to bring her to Dr.'s
appointments. My mom has been nagging my dad for over a year
to figure out something. My grandmother does NOT want to be
in a nursing home. I don't know how she will feel about being
in a independent-living facility. My dad claims he's been looking
for somebody to come into her home and help her out and such,
but he said that last year too. I love my grandmother very
much, and yes, she is family, but I feel the time has come where
she has to be in a setting where there's structure (i.e. proper
med-taking times) but yet still be as independent as possible.
Another thing, both my uncle and my dad both check on her to make
sure she's taken her meds----I know my dad goes over there
every week to set up her pillboxes for the week.
Here's another background.....my grandmother's oldest sister
(my great-aunt, who passed away in '92) was in an senior apt
setting for several years, and when she passed on, she was in
the very beginning of Alzheimer's disease. I'm wondering if its
just age or another factor, but I think my grandmother might be
showing signs: I'l give an example----she'll refer to her hubby
(my grandfather---who passed away in '85) as "Uncle"....and
I remember one morning a few months ago she called my house,
and my mom picking up the phone, and my grandmother asked
where her husband was? Now THAT's scary!
Anyhow, I don't' know if any of you have had a situation like
this, or similar, but any advice would help a great deal. Thank
you......

tigerjen