The denying my parentage . . .
The denying that I have any intelligence . . .
The denying of my humanity . . .
(demon and devil were mentioned)
but this time it was one step beyond
and I lost myself to tears.
I sobbed as I bathed him,
and he realized he'd gone too far . . .
he tried to explain himself and apologize . . .
This is NOT dementia.
Now, when you go to a Doctor,
they ask if anyone is abusing you at home.
"Hmmm, my 87 year old Father kicks, hits, and scratches me . . . we won't even mention the verbal abuse."
Yeah, right.
I question my sanity.
PS
the topper yesterday, was . . .
once again someone, (one of their friends),
asked why I didn't sell my home . . .
and just move here.
4 comments:
Thinking of you! There is nothing harder than trying to keep it together while watching your parents fall apart!
I don't even know what to say, other than I'm thinking of you and sending you strength to keep on doing what you're doing. And remind you that you have a break coming up very soon.
I am so sorry.
I remember what it's like and ACHE for you.
This is such a moving post. While we don't deal with physical abuse from my father in law, the verbal and psychological abuse is there in abundance.
I won't pray for strength for you, as I believe we only get tested if we do so, but I will pray for insight and wisdom on how to cope.
Hang in there, Alice.
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