Well, mom is getting worst day by day. Unfortunately, due to mom's blindness, which she has not accepted very well, I can not bring her into my home, it would be far too dangerous for her (we are in the process of remodeling, (have been for 5 years (too funny at that)). We currently only have a toilet on the main level and the shower is in the basement. Also, too many unlevel surfaces for her to walk on. We had problems with her remembering if she took her pills or not and she was taking 2 to 3 days worth in one day. We bought her a timed pill dispenser which rings and dispenses her pills 2x a day. She also has a talking clock which all she has to do is push the button and it will tell her what time it is. She has forgotten about the clock, which is kept right next to her pill container and will call me in the middle of the night and ask me when she should take her pills. I do mean the middle of the night, 12:30 a.m., 3:00 a.m., etc. Unfortunately, she is getting very confused and can not pick the correct words. She then gets mad at me for not knowing what she is talking about. I have read so many people's suggestions, like make a memory book, etc. Problem is, I do not have any good memories from being a child. I was physically and psychologically abused by both parents. (Father was a very physically abusive alchoholic). Father never said he loved me until he was in the hospital dying and I was the only one showing up every day. To this date, my mother has never said she loves me. All I hear is how great my brother is and how he gives up his family life for her. Well, what the heck is my family, chopped liver? Gosh, I guess this is just a pity party for me. Alot more people have it a lot worst than I do. AAAARRRRRGGGGHHHH. Guess I just had to get things off of my chest.
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