When you become a parent, the term to describe the journey is "raising children". I have searched and have not found a comparable term to describe taking care of parents. Sometimes it feels like I am raising them, as well, except that this time around they talk back, have opinions about things I do, and eat anything they want. My father uses a walker, but in the first two and a half years they were here, he refused to use a cane or a walker. When a child is learning to walk, he is cute when he's wobbly. If he falls down, he usually lands on a diaper that cushions his fall. When a 5'10" man is wobbly it is definitely not cute because if he falls something is going to break. Not to mention all the items he is grabbing as he stumbles through the house trying to keep his balance! When toddlers are being potty-trained, anything goes in terms of how to motivate and reward behavior. How do you tell an adult that they need to wash their hands after using the toilet without coming across as pushy or dictatorial? Offer them a cookie? I also gave up trying to get them to eat properly. Telling them they have to eat veggies doesn't work when they can go get ice cream, cookies or candy without my help! Everyday for breakfast my parents eat the exact same thing. Daddy eats one egg, scrambled with coffee. The coffee has cream and sugar in it. EXACTLY one spoonful of each. He measures the cream into his spoon, then he picks up the creamer and empties a single drop into my mother's cereal. It doesn't matter that I only put a spoonful of cream in the creamer in the first place! What he does with the cream goes along with his shaking the sugar shaker before measuring it, as if it has developed lumps since he shook it yesterday! My mother eats fruit loops, every day.
Me: Mom what kind of cereal do you want to eat? Mom: What was that
multi-colored cereal I had yesterday that looked like Cheerios? Me: Froot
Loops? Mom: I like Froot Loops!! I want those from now on! That was 3
years ago and she hasn't missed a day.....until this morning. Oh, the humanity!!
LIFE JUST DOESN'T HOLD THE SAME WITHOUT FROOT LOOPS!!! I guess we all
know where Heidi will be this morning! Mom is fine. She had some "Frosty Flakes"
instead. I'll be in trouble if she starts wanting the toys enclosed! Lunch is the same everyday, as well. This time Daddy has Froot Loops and Mom has half of a sandwich usually with coffee. So no neurons are needed when I fix breakfast or lunch. Dinner is a whole new issue. When it comes to serving dinner I have to be a magician. I can cook an entire meal and they will not want it. Usually, I end up making three different meals because they are rarely in the mood the same thing.