Quote From: marthapax Mom has had problems all her life with drugs and alcohol-that's how she got through life. She abused us when we were kids, telling us she never wanted us and that we were all accidents, told us she had cancer twice when she did not, cut and hurt herself for attention. One day she was screaming and crying and pleading for my Dad to take her to the hospital so she could get some drugs, and he refused, and I know she deliberately fell and slammed her face on the side of the stove and cut her cheek open! Once she shot herself in a non-lethal area (upper arm with a 22!)
My brother got the worst of the abuse because he was the only boy and she treated him worse than she ever treated the girls. I remember once she cornered him up in his room and he was screaming and pleading while she beat him all over with a belt! It was horrible!
She may be 82 years old, but she knows EXACTLY what she's doing! They have this mental assessment sheet at the doctor's office and she can snap off the correct answers without barely a thought! She is alert and oriented to date, time, whereabouts, birthday, what her last meal was-EVERYTHING. It behooves me why she acts as she does!
I lost it with her the other night because she wanted to go to the ER and the first thing out of her mouth was she wanted a shot of Demerol. We said no. Then she said she wanted Morphine (which she is allergic to) and we told her she was absolutely not going to get drugs, and the doctor told her this was not a treatment for itching and refused her any narcotic. She shut down right after that, wanted to leave, and would not listen, cooperate, or accept any further suggestions or alternative treatment! She beats all I've ever encountered, and I've been in the medical field for 29 years! The doctors say she is the most resistant patient they've ever known-doctors who've been in the medical field a lot longer than I!
I feel guilty for fussing at her sometimes, and sometimes in the back of my mind I think "Oh, it's payback time." But I can't bring myself to abuse her, thank God. If my sister and I get to that point we just stick together and care for her together. All her self abuse has been documented by doctors so she can't say we abused her. I pray to God every day to deliver us from this torment, and then I feel guilty because I sometimes wish she would pass on so we can finally see some peace in our lives.
Thanks Becky. It helps to ventilate. I don't see how I've maintained all this time, but I just do not let the depression get me down. If I start getting down, I get myself busy with something, whether I want to do it or not, and usually I can get through. I think I've crocheted enough to cover the Sears Tower and the Taj Mahal! Being able to post here helps a lot. Hugs to you, Marty.
i read your story and feel deeply for you every body has problems and i find for the most part people don't care. i feel for you and myself growing up in an abusive house hold leads to youself going into relationships of abuse because thats all we know i did that to. hang in there and be proud of who you became.
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