My mom lost her driver's license a couple months ago, so she's been needing rides to get places. DH and I have taken her, but she is also Ubering on her own. This should be a good thing, right? So why am I worried about it, and confused that she can even pull it off so well?
There are times my mom can't remember how to work her TV or her remote. Last week a guy in our building called my DH because he saw my mom by the mailbox looking confused and trying all the boxes. He apparently thought this warranted a phone call, we barely know the guy. I have to help my mom with numerous things. I don't doubt that the dementia diagnosis she got in early 2019 after her neuro-psych eval was correct.
So how is she doing Uber so well?? She is arranging rides and going places and not even telling me until after the fact. These places aren't far, but the fact that she is correctly using the app is really surprising to me.
My mom has always been one to get in her car and go. Some of you may recall that losing her license was like the end of the world to her, so I get that she likes to get out. She also doesn't like having to work around my schedule or DH, when she wants to go, she wants to go now.
Has anyone else experienced something like this where the person has significant deficits in some areas, but can do other things?
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The family told us she has Alzheimer's, which is one form of dementia. However, several of us on their private duty care team now recognize her dementia as vascular dementia rather than Alzheimer's. She is very proficient with many things in her life and has some memory loss and confusion through it all. She plans and cooks 3 fresh and beautiful meals for herself and her husband daily. They have me for dinner periodically, so I know her cooking is exquisite. She keeps track of her own calendar of events for herself and does a great job. She also strongly desires her independence. When she goes grocery shopping, she only wants the agency caregiver to drop her off at the grocery and then wait in their car until she comes out. She makes a few mistakes while shopping but nothing that is irreversible or earth-shattering. One day she burned some toast which ruffled someone else in the home that day. Truth be told, so do I - burn toast - on occasion because I do too much multi-tasking as a working woman. This woman also experiences some mood swings that can last for a day or several weeks. She is a lovely delightful person, and I try to accept her exactly as she is. She is wonderful with her husband. I can empathize with her so strongly because over all, she does a great job, yet those of us who would be considered typical and normal, have a hard time accepting how she still manages so well. Her daughter is afraid for her because she suspects doing all of this - including managing her husband with later stage Parkinson's - stresses her out. I think it is good for her. She is still very capable... and when I think about it, she is very courageous, and loving to boot. She has a need to feel useful and enjoys that. Thank goodness, she is still human! It is the people around her who are fearful. The private duty care team and an agency care team are there daily to gently provide guidance and support. Should she one day become unable to perform her daily duties, I'm sure the family will make other arrangements. For now, I am honored to know this woman and observe how she so gracefully navigates her own life and that of her husband.
One thing that might help for now is to schedule a caregiver come in a few days a week for 3-4 hours at a time to help out with chores to let your mom rest and relax while the caregiver is there. They could get to know each other and perhaps the caregiver would become a trusted friend. I would look for a caregiver with minimum 5 years experience who has also worked with dementia patients. The caregiver could also keep an eye on her to see how well she does while she is at home. I would have this conversation with your mom and also ask her what she could use some help with at home. Let her tell you what she needs.
I wonder if this neighbor had gone out to gently chat with your mom at the mailbox how that might have enabled her to find the right mailbox. Society tends to treat people who are different than we are with judgment or fear rather than taking a neighborly approach. Also, some of the tasks mom is having difficulty with are technical. I've noticed one of the first things to go with people who have cognitive difficulties are the computer, the TV remote, and sometimes the complicated cell phones. Perhaps this is God's way of knowingly creating teamwork with the ones who need it the most. I also call this "we" work.
I've been thinking about hiring a caregiver for awhile now, but mainly for companionship because my mom doesn't have any friends here, and I constantly feel the pressure to spend more time with her, even when I feel burned out which I currently am. The problem is I don't know how to approach this with my mom. She doesn't need cleaning help, or help with hygiene. She mainly needs a friend.
I think it's great that your client, who seems pretty capable, has accepted caregivers and even made friends. That seems so ideal. How did the family convince her? I think my mom is lonely, but she is also very proud and will likely think paying for a friend is unacceptable. Any ideas on how I can frame it so she will accept it (and pay for it)?
I also want to say again that you seem like a really good caregiver, and your clients are lucky to have you.
Also, if this is a sudden change in her thinking pattern, getting her tested for a UTI wouldn't be a bad idea.
Since she seemed the same yesterday during a fairly long visit I don't think there is anything drastic or sudden happening, I think I was just taken aback by her lack of executive functioning.
It goes along with my first post- this mix of normal behavior and dementia behavior. It throws me.
For example, one day they can tell time - and the next day they cannot. I've seen this pattern before.
Someone whose brain is starting to malfunction, may not realize that it would be easier ON HER to mail the gifted sheets back for replacement. Prayers sent.
The physical and cognitive decline we will all endure will be different for each of us...and likely not a smooth one.
In fact, it will probably be a jagged one; with times of "up" when your care receiver will show great lucidity...and then in the next <enter your preferred time range of peace: second, minute, hour, day (wait some of you are still getting days of peace!)> moment "down" they will show you something totally opposite lucidity.
If I had a nickel for every time I heard something to the effect of: "Oh my care-receiver was so "with-it" today, maybe they are getting better!"
Take care of yourself and enjoy the peace when they are lucid; take care of them with all the respect they deserve when they are not.
Remember your tools when things get difficult:
Always step in when safety is a concern, they might not know any better.
Try to resist engaging in reason with someone who no longer has the capability of reason due to cognitive decline.
Distract & Redirect is your best friend. =)
Stay Caregiver Strong!
There is nothing social she can do here right now because of covid. Last year she tried the senior day care and was completely turned off and said NO WAY. We have a senior center, but she won't go there. I think she is too intimidated even when I offered to go with her. Her isolation is a huge challenge. I just don't know what to do about it. Before covid we talked about trying bingo. I'll bring that up again after we can get the vaccine.
On the scammers- my mom is not a trusting person, she is usually suspicious. If she doesn't recognize a number on her phone she blocks the call and won't answer. One time she accidently blocked DH's number. She is paranoid of getting scammed so that's probably a good thing.
Beekee where is your mom now? How is she doing?
Option 2: mother takes Uber to said retail outlet, fares there and back = $xx
Option 3: DH collects sheets, assists if need be with repackaging including returns slip, takes them to mail = $xx
She won't say why she won't use the mail, she's just digging her heels in. It could be:
she wants the instant gratification of an immediate replacement, and aren't we all guilty of that sometimes?
the returns slip is putting her off and she's afraid of getting it wrong and never getting the right sheets back
she secretly wants a different colour/subtly different style but doesn't want to admit it to anyone.
she quite fancies a browse round at what else Pottery Barn might have in the same or similar product ranges.
Sigh. Wouldn't it be nice if just for once in each elder's life she could SAY what the problem is and SAY what she really wants?
Here is what ended up happening.
I had put a call in to my sister, but couldn't reach her. Neither DH or I were okay with my mom taking Uber 45 minutes away. My stress was rising so DH called her one more time to try to convince her to let us ship the sheets. She told him she was afraid someone would steal them.
When he told me that I kind of freaked out. Steal them?? This was a new thing. So we just decided to take her, and DH called her back and said we could go Monday. Five minutes later my sister called and I told her- sheets are the wrong size, she said yeah I know. So I told her what just transpired, and she said she would call me back.
Apparently she called my mom and arranged for UPS to pick up the sheets for the exchange, and my mom was fine with that solution.
What the difference was I have no idea. I wish my sister would have taken care of the exchange as soon as she knew she got the wrong size (three days ago) and spared all of us here the bs stress, but at least it's taken care of now.
The fact that my mom was worried that someone would steal the sheets if we shipped them is concerning. She came over later in the day for dinner and I engaged with her more than usual trying to see if there was more confusion, but she seemed the same (for her).
Thanks Country for chiming in, always appreciated.
My sister sent her sheets for Christmas. Nice sheets from Pottery Barn, but she got the wrong size. My mom has a queen bed and my sister got king sheets.
My mom is wanting to return them in person to the Pottery Barn closest to here which is about a 45 minute drive one way. She doesn't want to pay Uber for that drive, she wants me or DH to take her.
We BOTH told her to MAIL the sheets back, that we would help, but she will not listen AT ALL. She started huffing at me "Well I guess I'll just have to Uber then!".... then calls DH's phone asking him, AGAIN. So AGAIN he offered to help her return the sheets by mail, and she just kept digging her heels in like a spoiled child. He told her to call my sister and have her work it out, and she said "No, I don't want to do that". Of course you don't.
Why is this so hard? Should I cave and take her myself or stand firm on this??
I lost my gramma this past October so I hope by sharing my experiences will help others cope and so their loved ones with the illness can live the best life they can in memeory of my Gramma Rosa ❤️
God Bless and Good Luck
Make sure you have a means of tracking her in real time. My mom always remembered her phone and purse, so we tracked her phone.
Also, consider placing audio/visual cameras in her home so you can check on her. My mom wouldn’t allow me to do that, but she did agree to an Echo Show that we placed in her living room. We set it up to allow us to “drop in” and I promised her to never do that unless she wasn’t responding.
Once my mom fully reached stage 5, it became apparent she could no longer live alone. We tried to move her in with us, but she hated not being in her own home and became hostile. Her boyfriend tried moving in with her but he left her alone for hours at a time. At this point she was entering stage 6. Although she initially hated me for moving her, she is now happily residing in a lovely assisted living facility.
Your mom sounds like my dad. He LOVED to just drive. He would drive to a store, rather than pick up a phone, just to get a question answered. Giving up driving was devastating. He didn't learn how to use a smartphone before his dementia interfered, so he was never able to master one, but Uber would have been a godsend to him. That said, he is now living in LTC, very confused, but is still able to track professional sports standings, etc, as well as he ever has. It can only be about motivation and will.
I've always been impressed by how well people have been able to 'mask' their dementia to their children, so they can still be who their children want them to be.
I forget if it’s Uber or Lyft, maybe both, that allows you to connect to her app so you will get updates every time she requests a trip and even allows you to watch where she and her car are the entire time. This would enable you to know where she is and probably see when she might be in trouble or at least track her if need be. My mom wasn’t able to do it on her own and really liked that I could order the car and track the trip for her, I could tell her exactly when the car was pulling in the driveway too and she loved that. Your mom may not like that idea, you will need to feel that out but she doesn’t have to to know just how much you can keep track of her either. I’m not suggesting invading her privacy in general but there is an exception I think for her safety and your piece of mind, I just try to be sensitive about when and how I exercise that need/ability, I look at it as what I need to do to enable her to be independent.
I write from the perspective of the patient. I was diagnosed with Early Onset ALZ more than 4.5 yrs ago one month before my 57th birthday. I have some comments on this subject to share again on Agingcare. When I received my diagnosis, I was told I scored in the lowest 1% of men my age on my Neuropsych Exam. I immediately brought up the subject of driving with my Neuro doctor. My Neuro Dr, has been seeing me for 15 yrs since I was first diagnosed with Muscular Dystrophy. Based on my Neuro situation and all of the other testing, she told me I was the first patient that ever brought the driving question up on their own. We agreed at each appointment she'd test me and we agreed if she thought I needed to stop driving she'd tell me. I gave up my Driving Privileges back in early March, I called my Neuro and told her I was giving up my license, she said, I was the first patient to ever surrender their license without being told to stop driving. I was uncomfortable driving, and not once, have I said anything about wanting to drive again. I know me and everyone else is safer.
Over the last years since my diagnosis, I've gone from cooking meals with my DW to not cooking anything when I am home alone, I know I left the stove on and walked away 4-5x and decided I'd make a cold cut sandwich on the occasion I'm hungry. I know I'm declining, my family is pretty good about letting me do the things I can still do, ie Laundry, vacuuming, taking the trash out, and I can still cut the grass. I've given up the bill paying responsibilities because it confuses me. I know I get angry when I am buying a service and if, I don't get proper service and I start yelling when the person I am working with won't take action to correct the error, which I know embarrasses my family. I worked in the travel industry and still had clients that I'd served for over 35 years. I took the time to note their preferences and I would suggest suppliers that I knew would be providing the type of services they enjoyed. When I made a mistake I told them I'd look into fixing the problem and get back to them with an answer. Should I be having trouble solving the problems, I called them and kept in touch with progress reports. During the last 10 yrs of my career, employers dinged me for the errors I made, and it came out of my income. I'm glad those days are gone, I never told my customers that I had to pay for my mistakes, they didn't need to know and I appreciated their confidence in me.
I saw a book mentioned on Agingcare a couple of weeks ago, the 36 Hour Day which I borrowed from the library. There is a plethora of information that I think would be valuable to the patients and their families about the ALZ journey for both Caregivers, and Patients. I told my DW a couple of days ago, I thought we should buy a copy and keep it in the house so our family could read it at their pace both our 20 something sons, and our Teenage daughter. Their is a lot of good advice on dementias and advice on how to handle the day to day challenges we all endure on this journey. We ordered a copy as a family Christmas gift that will always be available to read.
I have been able to determine by what I've read, I know I am in the middle stages on this journey of the past 10 years. I complained about my memory to my doctors for 5 years when I was fired from my last job for failure to meet my goals. The doctors then got onboard and we went through the testing only to find, yes I was right, I had a dementia, ALZ. Start to finish, it was three months before I got the test results, of the MRI and the Neuropsych exam. I encourage those reading this, if a family member thinks they are having memory problems, advocate for action with your families physicians on their behalf. Maybe it isn't a dementia, but like me it was. Yes, some people are uncomfortable with this topic, you can decide when it is time to let them know about your family member.
So I think it’s probably similar with most dementia victims.
When my husband kept trying to put the house key in the ignition of our car, I decided it was time. I locked the keys in the safe, as he would go through my purse for them. I was in the process of trying to clear out the house so we could move closer to my son and facilities as I knew he was near. I was not always in the same room when he would get the idea to "get the keys".
It sounds like your Mom is starting to be a danger to herself. She could be hurt on the other end of her trip, could be accosted, or have the Uber take her somewhere she shouldn't be and not find her back to you. Family can't keep their folks "home" because they or you don't want them to go to a facility. We, as family, have to think of safety of our loved ones, and recognize , because they can't, that "time has come".
In your case, I would initiate first, take her phone away from her so she can't call Uber. And recognize she must be in a safer place. I wish you all the best.
She described this as a fog that would roll in and she wasn't sure about anything. Then the fog would roll out and she would be just as clear as always.
Unfortunately, the fog started to be a more permanent issue. My Dad and uncle were unable to bring her to either of our homes and she was nursing home placed. She left there one day to go do her usual errands. Police brought her back. She lived to 99 and never stopped being the feisty woman I adored.
I've been told that my Mom's short term memory is extremely bad (unless she's going through her sundowning, then it's all bad). No new information can get in, but old information (like the checkbook) is in her long term memory. That doesn't fit the scenario that your Mom is going through since Uber is a "new" memory and she seems to be doing good with that. Dementia certainly is a mystery.
Your mom can call them and press 6 to speak to a "Grandchild" who arranges the ride for her with either Uber or Lyft.
There were other options (Press one to be picked up at home. Press some other number to be picked up where you were dropped off) but that just confused my mother. Press 6. Speak to a person.
She can still get herself around independently and if any of us are worried, we can check the service and see where she went.
I thought the initial set up call provided too much information for my mom so I would suggest that you make her first ride reservation for her- and after that, as I said, have her speak to a person.
https://www.seniorsmatter.com/ridesharing-transportation-for-seniors/2491978
Having a life alert pendant or wrist doesn't mean she is safe if she forgets she has it on.