I try, I really do-
My mom and I are having words. Since Dad passed I've been making her doctor appointments, accompanying her to them, and doing whatever followup (making appointments with specialists, etc,) that is necessary. I thought I was doing a good job, and she was always telling me "I couldn't manage without you."
BUT, AS USUALLY HAPPENS WHEN THINGS GO TOO FUCKING GOOD FOR ME-
She doesn't want me going with her anymore. She says that there are people at her residence that can do what I do. This is upsetting for many reasons-
-She has had a stroke, so her memory is iffy on a good day. She doesn't remember when she has tried to get herself to an appointment-I had to rescue her. She swears that never happened.
-She has mentioned three times that there are people who can take care of her. She has mentioned three different people, so presumably there are three people making three sets of appointments, possibly with three different sets of doctors.
-I can't give her a grandchild like one brother, I can't drive her anywhere she wants like the other brother, and I have been told that she won't set foot in my condo, so I can't have her over for Sunday dinner.
I know that whoever is reading this is rolling their eyes and thinking "geez,what a loser" but I thought I was doing a good job and it hurts to have her dismiss my efforts.
BUT, AS USUALLY HAPPENS WHEN THINGS GO TOO FUCKING GOOD FOR ME-
She doesn't want me going with her anymore. She says that there are people at her residence that can do what I do. This is upsetting for many reasons-
-She has had a stroke, so her memory is iffy on a good day. She doesn't remember when she has tried to get herself to an appointment-I had to rescue her. She swears that never happened.
-She has mentioned three times that there are people who can take care of her. She has mentioned three different people, so presumably there are three people making three sets of appointments, possibly with three different sets of doctors.
-I can't give her a grandchild like one brother, I can't drive her anywhere she wants like the other brother, and I have been told that she won't set foot in my condo, so I can't have her over for Sunday dinner.
I know that whoever is reading this is rolling their eyes and thinking "geez,what a loser" but I thought I was doing a good job and it hurts to have her dismiss my efforts.