We get to act normal for a while and then every now and then the disease manifests itself.
I've had a lot of time to think about this. I've had a lot of time to accept that things are going to seem normal for a while - and then they're not.
I've had a lot of time to accept that there's nothing that I can do to avert this, or to avert that sooner or later I'm going to be the bad guy. The one who always rescues my mother, the one who made sure she was out of her home and safely in a new apartment before she was financially destitute, the one who made her divorce happen because she couldn't function enough to do anything let alone appear in court to face her (soon to be ex-) husband... eventually I would be the bad guy.
I've had a lot of time to accept that it's an emotional state that she enters, and that there is nothing that I can say that will release her from that, or cause her to see anything, rationally, any differently.
So when this afternoon, I said "So what about the credit card and the taxi ride?" I knew that sooner or later warm air and and cool air were going to meet and produce the thunder and lightening. I was at a shopping center, in a big soft easy chair that they had for patrons to relax.
"He said that the card was turned off."
"Yes, Mom. I closed the card."
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT."
But of course I could, and I did. And a person who is being abused, or who is part of an abusive relationship, or a co-dependent relationship, will never, or rarely, acknowledge it.
"I had to, Mom. You're going to be destitute again and I can't allow that to happen."
What was different about this time is that I saw her illness roll in like a dark cloud. The issue was her and her Unidentified Male Relative. There would be no talking to her.
"But I'll have bad credit."
"Mom, you'll have bad credit if I don't do that. There's too much money going out to UMR"
She screamed "YOU CAN'T DO THAT." and screamed "YOU DON'T HAVE THE POWER TO DO THAT.", she was going to "get a lawyer and that will cost even more money" while I waited quietly. The voice in my head said, "There's nothing you can say." I felt like the center of the hurricane. All was quiet. Maybe it was one of the saddest moments of my life. But I had reality on my side, and that's nothing to sneer at. There was one thing I could say:
"Mom, I'm going to get off the phone now. I'll talk to you later."
A blog about dealing with an elderly parent... and family dysfunction at the same time.
Showing posts with label Power of Attorney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Power of Attorney. Show all posts
Thursday, February 19, 2015
Monday, February 9, 2015
What you don't have control over
Somebody recently hearing my lament said "You have to accept what you don't have control over." Ha. Sounds like a good soundbite - but it's very cheap advice. I hate cheap advice.
I check all my power of attorneys. This account checks out. The next account checks out. But one account I've never filed my power of attorney with them. For sure I was too overwhelmed - busy with some critical "other". I won't say it was a mistake. I'll have rachmanus on myself. but it definitely adds new stress.
THIS BANK I have to overnight it in.... And I quickly check all the rates - FedEx, US Priority Overnight... And the US Priority overnight wins. I can save a few dollars by doing it online and printout out my mailing label. It won't accept the address. I'm frantic. Aha - I've misspelled the street. Now everything is ready. I've printed out the PoA. Added my cover letter. Everything is in the packet, sealed, ready to go. Next a trip to the post office. I didn't plan this for today. Like I have nothing else to do today.
It's been well over one week. They're saying it's not processed - it's 7-10 BUSINESS days, which can be over two weeks. I call on a Saturday night - They can't even tell me IF it's been received. And THAT office is closed weekends.
I'm freaked because HE - Unidentified Male Relative - is on his way to my mother's. That can mean only one thing.
"You have to accept what you don't have control over." Easy for you to say.
After a while, I hear he has called her again and said he has turned around due to delays on route.
I'm off the hook for another day or two... Maybe the bank will process this PoA by the next move....
I check all my power of attorneys. This account checks out. The next account checks out. But one account I've never filed my power of attorney with them. For sure I was too overwhelmed - busy with some critical "other". I won't say it was a mistake. I'll have rachmanus on myself. but it definitely adds new stress.
THIS BANK I have to overnight it in.... And I quickly check all the rates - FedEx, US Priority Overnight... And the US Priority overnight wins. I can save a few dollars by doing it online and printout out my mailing label. It won't accept the address. I'm frantic. Aha - I've misspelled the street. Now everything is ready. I've printed out the PoA. Added my cover letter. Everything is in the packet, sealed, ready to go. Next a trip to the post office. I didn't plan this for today. Like I have nothing else to do today.
It's been well over one week. They're saying it's not processed - it's 7-10 BUSINESS days, which can be over two weeks. I call on a Saturday night - They can't even tell me IF it's been received. And THAT office is closed weekends.
I'm freaked because HE - Unidentified Male Relative - is on his way to my mother's. That can mean only one thing.
"You have to accept what you don't have control over." Easy for you to say.
After a while, I hear he has called her again and said he has turned around due to delays on route.
I'm off the hook for another day or two... Maybe the bank will process this PoA by the next move....
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