I have started previous threads regarding my parents situation and my (often) difficult to deal with father. So sorry it's long again (I suppose I am just trying to find somewhere to let off steam).
My lovely mum is 8 years into her Alzheimer's journey and alongside breast cancer, heart disease, osteoporosis and a fractured neck following a fall last summer she still seems to be carrying on regardless, bless her.
I had written about my struggles with my father refusing to get help and relying heavily on my sister and I. I had given up work in 2024 not only due to the exacerbation of my chronic health issues but also due to my parents needing my help.
Well, one can only put up with so much stress and I ended up at breaking point with my father refusing to acknowledge that things had become so bad (he has zero experience of caring for elderly parents as his died quickly).
Following on from the posts I had started previously, the advice given and then 4 months of counselling last year I decided I had to save my poor mental and physical health and set some boundaries.
So instead of seeing my parents 6 days a week I took a part time job over two days and now go and see them approx 3, sometimes 4 days a week for around 2-3 hours. I no longer do as much as I was for them. Dad is physically very well for a 84 year old and is more than capable of doing their washing, as much as he resents it. My sister still does their cleaning once a week but that's up to her. I still change their towels once a week and change their beds as dad will never see this is something that needs doing for example:- Me:- "have the towels been changed recently?" - Dad:- "No idea, how would I know?" ffs. I still oversee mum's medical appointments, her medication and my sister and I liaise with the carers and day centre. Any emergencies etc are dealt with by us too.
We upped mum's care and she now has 2 x carers 3 times a day and she also goes to a lovely day centre on a Monday and Wednesday and they even come and collect her and bring her back. I did all this so dad has at least a few days to himself.
BUT...it's still not enough. He moans constantly at the cost of the care and day centre fees. He absolutely resents paying out for anything regarding help for mum and believes the bill should fall at the feet of the government (ie taxpayer). He moans that he has to do his food shopping on a Wednesday as he wants to do it on a Thursday (I used to sit with mum so he could do this but I often have appointments on Thursdays now so it's not always possible). He refuses to have an online food shop.
He is now so bitter that I dread going to see them (currently typing on here when I have promised to pop round this afternoon). He hates all the neighbours and moans constantly and I mean constantly about them all when he knows nothing about them (they are either too fat, too scruffy, too lazy, don't work, work too much, are 'probably' drug dealers or there is something very fishy going on with them....). He moans constantly about the cost of everything and keeps threatening to cancel the carers in the afternoon even though mum is double incontinent. and we have no idea when she may soil herself. Without me knowing he cancelled the carers on Christmas Day afternoon and mum ended up with diarrhoea, my poor sister had to clean her up as I was with my elderly FIL (who gives us zero hassle btw).
Dad will not join anything in the village even though we have all lived here for 50 years and he knows several elderly people here, he won't even go with me (I have offered to accompany him). He wants his old life back where he spent most of his time either on the golf course or riding his motorbike. I want my old life back too and my old mum back but I have to accept life changes but he just won't. He won't go to any friendship groups or dementia cafes (again I have offered to join him for the first few times), he won't go to the GP and talk through his stresses and depression. He just wants to sit in his armchair, looking out onto the road and neighbours and moan and he is getting nastier and nastier with his attitude with everyone.
He is so lucky to have two daughters visit him throughout the week and mum's best friend and her husband also come every weekend. I work with older people and so many are so lonely with hardly any visitors.
I honestly don't know what else to do for him. It is driving both my sister and I to distraction, she feels exactly the same. He hates that I have returned to part time work but I need the money, yet I am still visiting several times a week.
Mum will need to go into care this year, she is going into respite next month with the view to a longer stay eventually but we think this will drive dad further into depression, he says he will give up once she goes into care.
What more can we do? There is no help via SS btw. We had them round several times at the end of last year (I told them we were in carers breakdown) but due to the carers in 3 times a day and my parents having lots of savings they are not able to help at all, they just give out leaflets for dementia cafes, local Age UK groups etc.