Hubz was mostly bedbound, in diapers, had a feeding tube and catheter and had occasional vascular dementia. I took exceptional care of him but I also got exceptionally angry at him for forgetting stuff like keeping his hands out of his dirty diaper area while I changed him or wiping feces on the wall. Anything that gave me extra work. I lashed out verbally, not too often or I would be suicidal now but instead of being proud of how good a job I did, all I can remember is hollering at him. He was a sweet, wonderful man who deserved better and I am lucky that the short-term memory allowed him to forget my anger, which came mostly I think from exhaustion. We loved each other very much and truly I was not ready for him to pass.
It takes all your strength and more.
May God give you peace and time to recover. Take good care of you!
Read this article. It's ok to cry whenever the grief hits you.
We are so hard on ourselves. We are human, doing the best we can.
❤
OP,I’m sorry for your loss. I lost my husband in February after being his caretaker for about two years. I too feel guilty sometimes about being a hardass on him at times. Had I known how close to death he was I might have been softer. But I took to heart what the doctors and nurses told me.
What helps me now are the memories of when we were first married and how much fun we had together.
My sister was my mother’s primary caretaker for 13 years. She still feels guilty about getting angry with Mom at times. But she knows she did the best she could.
You were there for him when he needed you. That’s all that matters.
AnnandPaul1629 I know it's hard, but try to give yourself a break. The frustration, anger, and regret are real. I ask for forgiveness in my prayers each night and start the next day anew, hoping to do better. I allow myself 15 minutes for crying (in the shower) then try to focus on the positive for the rest of the day. I also keep a gratitude journal, which helps me focus on the positives instead of the negatives. It's a process, but I think we'll all get there one day where we think of our LHs in only the best of terms without beating ourselves up with "would've, could've, should've". Sending hugs your way.
and families that had their love ones become infect with covid 19 by the reckless action of their state governors by putting positive hospital patients into nurse homes and assisted living when these facilities had no PPE and nurse aid quitting. This is also for medical hospital staff, that when people infected from their homes were sent to these hospital their staff would write off these poor people knowing that when taken into nursing homes that the residence of these homes had underline condition they still wrote these poor senior off. This is a very solemn day for me it is my wife's birthday and I'm grieving for her and the over 60,000 that died because of our govement leaders.
PLEASE READ THIS POEM
Love is not something you see.
It's meaning everything to me
It's needing to have you in my life,
So much that I made you my wife.
Love is not something you hear.
It's always wanting to have you near.
It's needing to feel your lips each day
So much that no words could ever say.
Love is not something you taste.
It's never letting it go to waste.
It's needing to see you even when we fight,
So much or I'll miss you day and night.
Love is not something you touch.
It's knowing that you mean so much.
It's needing your skin when I'm in bed,
So much that you make me lose my head.
Love is not something you smell.
It's something that you're proud to tell.
It's needing to always make you smile,
So much that you make my life worth wild
Source: https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/a-sense-of-lov
Now, forgive yourself and grieve. Cry, cry, cry. Take deep breaths, get support. Make sure you do some self care now.
Most of all know you are worthy and fine.
Every caregiver gets angry. All of us are human. God loves you, your husbandoved you.
Russell W. Ramsey, 85 y/o widower who team nursed [with wife] our parents.
I been through annoying days as they forget where the bathroom was before we knew what was going on with their minds. days when I didn’t realize what to face it was figure matter. refused to put on clothes to eat , Didn’t want to take a shower just didn’t want to do what we want them to do. And I found out was because I do believe they understood us and they understood their independence and now they were taking orders from us constantly and didn’t appreciate it . Their independence was being taken away and this was the only way to show. I agree we are you human beings and we do get angry and we do cry and we laughed and we fill of mixed emotions.
It was the transition that they were going through regardless memory loss Alzheimer /dementia /Parkinson’s/ vascular dementia everything under that umbrella.
We accepted the early onset , but as they start transitioning personally ourselves could not cope with the changes. We tell everybody were dealing with it but we actually was not we were excepting The moment and we wanted to stop. We realize that we started grieving the death at least I did mother had vascular dementia but she did not leave to Glory base on vascular dementia on August 20, 2020 she passed away of arrhythmia weighing 94 pounds at the age of 86 and I placed her in the SNF two years ago I had retired in 2014 inherit mother January 1, 2015 caregiving for her for four years before then . . So as to look back as annoyed I just please with the family member we were caring for that I was at my breaking point. Was not accepting to be treated by our love ones we taking care for you are treated because we were not used to that anger on both of our sides denying in our love ones keep telling me I am not a baby .
And as I write this form flashbacks of my time with my mother I wouldn’t say it was disrespectful because I know I would never done any screaming and yelling or raising my voice and higher levels at her I need to find out that annoy them even more so I had to learn to take three deep breath‘s and calm voice readjust myself to the situation and handle it in a come a position .
So Miss Hoover those days will come of happiness and you will smile and then they’ll be days that you regret that you have lost your temper and yelled ,you hollered , you walked away and you will cry so go head and cry let it out it happens to all of us but it’s a good thing. So since I lost my mother in August 20, 2020 my days of loneliness has arrive and yes I cry every day for a little while, cries more cries remembering things I do we used to do together makes it even more to cry but. I do see a Breavement Councelor and I still see her to this day she said you have 13 months to see the Breavement Councelor 8-20,2020 and then they will have a memorial afterwards and if required longer they are there for me / this Services was offered by Sivitz Hospice so if you feel that Breavement counselor would help call your funeral home if that’s what you had called the social worker at your doctors office to set you up with free Breavement Councelor Your Internet they have sessions free sessions they might even have one in your area just put it in Breavement Counselor then put your state or your city , or check with AARP I wish you well the holidays will be rough as the first one has been for me as long as you keep the memory alive eventually our hearts will calm .& our Soul
And yet when you feel comfortable you should share your experience with another because you never know what they’re going through it might be the same and they too need to let them self converse about it first & you two can assist each other .
PS: Its only know I fully realize the state of condition Mother was in. Her world was changing, I wasn’t accepting because, I just retired with my plans & didn’t asked to care for her . My life was on hold .Denying the reality in the face,
God bless you and have safe holidays
Miss Bradshaw
its all so mixed up with our feelings of pain, loss,
and exhaustion- both physical and emotional.
May you more and more often be released from
the painful memories and be happy again.
My heart goes out to you.
I’ve mostly felt numb and even paralyzed. I’ve too felt bad for the times I wasn’t perfect. These last 3 years seem to fade away as I recall our happier days. I’ve grieved continuously since he began to change and decline. It really has been a “long good-bye.”
You have a whole sisterhood grieving along with you. Prayers
So sad for all your pain and I pray that
you will be released from it and feel the comfort
of happiness in your precious life again.
Love from Tashi
You did way more than would be expected of anyone.
If you feel you need therapy seek it out, and do not feel ashamed at having to do so. Could also talk to your local minister/rabbi/priest/imam if you're religious.
Really as a caregiver in the thick of tasks and seeing that his needs were met, you really didn’t have time to be a wife who can get used to the fact of your dying husband. We all have the voice of a critical parent inside us. So instead of being kind to yourself as you would be to a friend, you are being critical you are now holding yourself to the standards of a saint. Realistically this is not helpful to you nor being kind to yourself. Now is the time to be that friend and forgive yourself that your are human, acted normally and are not a saint.
If it continues, please get counseling for your grief and how you are feeling this unforgiveness towards yourself. Either go through clergy, hospice (if he had this), or a therapist.
Take Care.
As my kids learned at a very young age, there is only one thing in the world that is perfect - aholes... YOU are not one of them!!!
As others said, focus on all the good times you had and the wonderful care you were able to provide. Let those moments of frustration go. Would've Could've Should've never serves any purpose other than to bring one down. Those moments of frustration are just that, moments. I'm sure we've all had those moments over the many years when our LOs were healthy and fine - do you agonize over those? These are no different, other than having to deal with all that you did tends to bring them out sometimes. Forgive yourself!
My mother was very hard of hearing and ended up with very poor short-term memory, so she would ask the same question several times in short order. (She had always been an "interrogator"!) Sometimes I would lose my cool and snap at her, but with her memory she would usually forget. Sometimes I apologized, and she just said "it's okay" and let it go. I usually spent a couple hours with her 3 or 4 times a week (she ended up bedridden in a nursing home) so I did the best I could.
Could I have done any better?--YES
However, did I do the best I could taking into account my own personal flaws, shortcomings and basic human fallibility?--YES
Therefore, I just accept that I did the best I was capable of doing, and she was taken care of, I can't change anything now, and she knew I loved her and she loved me, and I let it go at that because the bottom line is that our time together worked out successfully.
And believe me, he was a thousand times better off. Felt more love, was not scared nor did he feel lonely or depressed and wax very fortunate to have been able to live tge rest of his life in his own home verses being miserable in a home.
Praters for comfort.
Welcome to the club...with getting annoyed at a lo ....
as a matter of fact, yesterday I got so annoyed at my mother scratching her crotch...& me keep sanitizing her hand & fingers...& this was a repetitive behavior...so I took break 5 min ...went back...to clean her, change diaper & put crotch itch cream.. then she stopped with that & fell asleep 😴.......hugs 🤗
Which actually happened slowly, along the years. You've been pre-grieving for so long, it became your 'norm'. Now your 'new norm' is dealing with the EOL things and moving forward.
There's NO ONE in the world who wouldn't have felt exhausted and frustrated in your place. Be gentle with yourself, OK?
My DH is not in good health and is getting ready to retire--when asked what he wants to do, all he ever says is 'sleep'....and I have no reason to believe he isn't going to do just that. He's been in bed all week. And he will probably not get up tomorrow nor Sunday, either.
Believe me, I am pre-grieving all the things I thought we'd do together---and hanging on tightly to the memories of when he DIDN'T want to sleep 24/7.
I'm sure your DH was profoundly grateful to you--just couldn't voice it. Time will heal this. Prayers for you today.