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So much has happened the last few days that this post could be a small book. But, I'll try to just hit the high (or should I say low) points.
My sister and my mother got together and through jumping to conclusions and being mean and stupid, accused me of stealing about half of my mothers money! I was at a family bar-b-que, sitting around a table with a lot of people and mom called my cell phone and said she knew I took her money. I couldn't really reason with her at the time and told her everything was okay and I'd talk to her later. Five minutes later my sister called and was so abusive that I hung up on her.
After the picnic I went to do my usual thing at mom's. She was sitting there holding her purse to her chest and told be I stole her money and she didn't want me to get in her safe anymore. It turned out that when she had ask me for the 400th time to write down how much money she had in the bank, I had tore an envelope in half and and wrote the number, but accidentally wrote a one where a two should have been. On this evidence they tried and hanged me. Even after I explained to mom what had happened she wouldn't believe me and kept accusing me. Of course I was livid and said "Mom, your ensure in in the fridge and your peaches are in the bowl on the table, I am leaving."
I was very upset. I called my brother and told him that I was not going back and if he didn't come and take care of her I would take myself off as power of attorney and everything would fall to him, since he is the oldest. I took him to the bank and they showed him print-outs of the accounts. Of course everything was in order
He came and he and his wife and my husband struggled to do all that I have been doing for years at mom's house. (They all said they don't know how I have stood it all for so long.) Mom yelled and ordered and insulted them. I was so hurt and angry I said I would never go back. My brother told her she was going to have to go to a nursing home. That Nancy wasn't coming back. They argued and fought and over the next two days my mother called the police three or four times. The police called me and I explained what was happening. The officer remembered me from all the times she had pushed her medic button and we had talked. He said he was having the same kind of problems with his mother and he knew no abuse was going on. (Clean house, food available, ect.)When she called 911 again, they said she seemed a little dehydrated and took her to the hospital. (I think they just did that to help us out, so the transition would be easier).
Anyway, it did turn out that she had a bladder infection and she is in the hospital. When she is released she will go right to the nursing home that she was in when she went through rehab not long ago.
I had to go to the hospital because I have her information and insurance cards and all. I was reluctant, because I didn't know how she would talk to me but, I went to see her. She denied ever believing or accusing me of taking her money. (Believe me she remembers, she just knows she really screwed up.) I told her we didn't have to talk about it, and as long as she treated me with respect I would help her through everything.
She is accepting moving to the home a little better now. I told her she could have her own dresser and chest of drawers there and that made her feel a bit better.
I hate that things have turned out this way but I have known for a while that she couldn't be alone so much for much longer. It might be good for her to be around people and have some activities. At her home she just lays in bed 24 hours a day and thinks sad thoughts. she won't watch tv or read or anything.
I really tried to keep her in her home but I don't feel too bad because I know this needs to be done.
My sister and my mother got together and through jumping to conclusions and being mean and stupid, accused me of stealing about half of my mothers money! I was at a family bar-b-que, sitting around a table with a lot of people and mom called my cell phone and said she knew I took her money. I couldn't really reason with her at the time and told her everything was okay and I'd talk to her later. Five minutes later my sister called and was so abusive that I hung up on her.
After the picnic I went to do my usual thing at mom's. She was sitting there holding her purse to her chest and told be I stole her money and she didn't want me to get in her safe anymore. It turned out that when she had ask me for the 400th time to write down how much money she had in the bank, I had tore an envelope in half and and wrote the number, but accidentally wrote a one where a two should have been. On this evidence they tried and hanged me. Even after I explained to mom what had happened she wouldn't believe me and kept accusing me. Of course I was livid and said "Mom, your ensure in in the fridge and your peaches are in the bowl on the table, I am leaving."
I was very upset. I called my brother and told him that I was not going back and if he didn't come and take care of her I would take myself off as power of attorney and everything would fall to him, since he is the oldest. I took him to the bank and they showed him print-outs of the accounts. Of course everything was in order
He came and he and his wife and my husband struggled to do all that I have been doing for years at mom's house. (They all said they don't know how I have stood it all for so long.) Mom yelled and ordered and insulted them. I was so hurt and angry I said I would never go back. My brother told her she was going to have to go to a nursing home. That Nancy wasn't coming back. They argued and fought and over the next two days my mother called the police three or four times. The police called me and I explained what was happening. The officer remembered me from all the times she had pushed her medic button and we had talked. He said he was having the same kind of problems with his mother and he knew no abuse was going on. (Clean house, food available, ect.)When she called 911 again, they said she seemed a little dehydrated and took her to the hospital. (I think they just did that to help us out, so the transition would be easier).
Anyway, it did turn out that she had a bladder infection and she is in the hospital. When she is released she will go right to the nursing home that she was in when she went through rehab not long ago.
I had to go to the hospital because I have her information and insurance cards and all. I was reluctant, because I didn't know how she would talk to me but, I went to see her. She denied ever believing or accusing me of taking her money. (Believe me she remembers, she just knows she really screwed up.) I told her we didn't have to talk about it, and as long as she treated me with respect I would help her through everything.
She is accepting moving to the home a little better now. I told her she could have her own dresser and chest of drawers there and that made her feel a bit better.
I hate that things have turned out this way but I have known for a while that she couldn't be alone so much for much longer. It might be good for her to be around people and have some activities. At her home she just lays in bed 24 hours a day and thinks sad thoughts. she won't watch tv or read or anything.
I really tried to keep her in her home but I don't feel too bad because I know this needs to be done.