We live over a hundred miles away from them all and before I went on a Mindful course, I once sobbed bitterly all the way home. I had lived with my DF for three weeks because he was ill with a chest infection.
He had been so rude and ungrateful that I actually wondered if I could get away with Murder on the grounds of my diminished responsibility. He had always been horrible though.
I don't think old people become horrible because they are old. I think they are always horrible but their horriblessness justs bubbles to the surface as they thing ' what the heck' I am going to die any minute so I might just as well be myself.
MyDF never decorated his house for 25 years as he was going to die any minute. He died having reached nearly 100. His family ( us) looked after him until the end. phew!
We came away yesterday, having visited one in hospital, who insists they are going back into their own home, ( I am not having carers, over my dead body etc, which it probably will be) even though they can't walk, and then we visited the others who spent the whole time telling us the same thing over and over again. When my mind wandered, I got banged on the arm and asked ' are you paying attention'
Someone might say' well you are being mean and you might be like them one day' but we seriously won't be, because they have made no provision for their old age at all. They have stayed in unsuitable huge houses and waited for the crisis to come and are leaving all the mess to be cleared up by us.
Much as I love them I think they are pretty selfish.
I am not going to do it to my own DC's.
We are preparing as I write to move into purpose built easily run accommodation.
My DCs have POA and I have told each of them where all the paper work is. They have copies of our wills and we have funeral plans and insurance to pay off inheritance Tax.
Dealing with the PIL and my own Parents has taught me a big lesson. Do some PLANNING. Move before you can't cope with moving. Don't just hope for the best.
Be cheerful and grateful for any help you receive. Try not to be constantly moaning.
Hugs, another Gin and Tonic and go on a Mindful course. Best of luck. You have my utter sympathy.