If you think you are evolved...

"If you think you are evolved, spend 2 weeks with your parents."  Ekhardt Tolle

So true.  Does anyone else find it ironic that my future plans include possibly being the minister of a church, getting a master's in divinity, and my great passion is spirituality...but I want to kill my mother?  So she's in her new place, her rooms are just beautiful b/c of the administrations of my sister-in-law, the staff are very sweet, - but here's the kicker - they didn't tell us everything.  Well, we didn't tell them everything either...but then, we haven't done this before.  This is their job, dammit - they should be very, very clear.

So we moved Mom in yesterday.  I left after she was somewhat settled and we had dinner together.  I went out to get her this morning, b/c John and I agreed that we have to have the option of medication...we are that much at our wits end, and so I had to take her to the doctor for the prescription.  We went to lunch, and I took her back and the staff immediately engaged her in an activity, so I left.  About 5:00, Liz, the RN at Mom's place, called and asked me to come out.  Mom wouldn't eat dinner, she wouldn't settle and they had not received her medication yet.  When Mom gets on a roll, she talks and "fixes" endlessly...even if it doesn't need fixing.

I get there about 7 pm and they tell me she is fine, but she won't take the medication.  Now this facility is an "assisted living" facility, and so can only "assist" her with taking her meds.  This is what they didn't tell us.  They won't put it in her food, or disguise it in any way.  She must cooperate and take it.  HELLO????  Did you not hear anything my brother and I both told you???  She is a not going to cooperate, in fact, as they found out...she will spit in your face if you pressure her to do something she doesn't want to do.  They asked her to take the pill, she threw it at them.  They asked her again later, she put it in her mouth and then spit it at them.  So I go out there...I put it in ice cream, and she eats the whole dish.  What the hell!  Is it really so hard to drop it in the ice cream and then just let her eat it?

So while I'm there, as she's eating her ice cream, she is walking into people's rooms.  She is hearing imaginary conversations, and deciding that these two male patients want her to sleep with them b/c they are scared.  Now I know this sounds sad and poignant and all that...but the truth is, she is walking into male patient's rooms that she doesn't know, and making all kinds of racket.  I have to bodily pick her up and pull her out.  Can you guess how much she liked that?  and the damn CNA says, "Oh don't upset her!"  I walk her back to her room, with her cussing me the whole way, with the CNA's following me.  Now everyone is upset, including me!

The question is...what the hell did they WANT me to do?  Can you tell I'm frustrated?  I just left.  Mom is still cussing me, so I told her I was leaving b/c I was just upsetting her.  I haven't received a phone call, so either the Atavan has taken affect and she is asleep...or she is still trying to get into some unsuspecting male patient's bed.  And at this point, I just don't care, as long as they don't call me...or John.  Do your damn job.