I read where many of you say things like ..'.blame the broken brain, not the person' ...or 'blame the disease, not the ill'. Let me tell you a story.
My 56 yr old diabetic brother died almost 8 weeks ago. He lived in a house with my 95 year old mother. I had been emailing him, then calling to ask him something. I did this for about 4 or 5 days. I got angry (the way you get annoyed with your brother or sister) so I send a final email telling my brother that I was going to call the police if he did not answer. He did not. I lived about a half hour drive away, so I drove to the house but there was no answer. I went back home, then called the local police and asked for a well-check.
Shortly after that my phone rang. The police woman told me that I should come back to the house. I asked why and she told me that my brother was dead. I returned. There were police everywhere, fire trucks, ambulance, detectives, and coroner investigators. The police kept trying to maneuver me, like a herding dog, to use this door, go that way, away from Jack's room. I asked to say goodbye to my brother. The cop took me aside and told me that my brother had been dead for several days. There was odor. There was significant decomposition and insect activity. The cop estimated that my brother had been dead for 3 days, in the house. With my mother.
As best I can tell, during those 3 days, my mom watched tv, ate english muffins, and took naps. She says she went in to Jack periodically, to try to wake him up. She NEVER called 911. To be fair, her phone was broken, but she easily could have asked a neighbor. She NEVER called me. She did not call anyone. She did NOTHING.
Either my brother died instantly, and my mom let him rot for 3 days. Or my brother was merely unconscious and my mother did not seek help for him for 3 days and he died. The death certificate stated cause of death as complications from juvenile diabetes. Yes, my mother has dementia. But the whole blame the illness, not the person? This is simply too large a cost.
I loved my brother and I wish he was here every day. I cannot get past this. I have found my mother a place to live and I can handle her daily problems, like bills, but I cannot get past what I am thinking. She cost me my brother.
Suggestions are welcome on how to recover but for those of you who take comfort in religious sayings, I don't, but thank you for the thought
It's good that you made arrangements for your mother's care. In light of what seems to be her level of progression, I'd ensure that she has around the clock supervision and care. Unless, it's in the early stages, people with dementia can't be relied upon to provide their own care nor that of others. Perhaps, in time you will view what happened differently. Or maybe not. I learned after my LO was diagnosed with dementia that she was damaged cognitively and could not be relied upon to do anything really.
What did you expect a 95 year old woman who has dementia to do? She went in to your brother. He wasn't responsive. Perhaps he was sleeping. Perhaps he was annoyed with her and that was why he wouldn't answer. Would she have known to go up and shake him? Would she have been able to understand the time intervals - gauge how long it had been since she'd last checked, or he'd last got out of bed? Could she take a pulse? Spot a diabetic coma? Has she recently had to deal with any diabetic crises? Is there any reason to think she ought to have known the procedure? She's 95 and she has dementia.
To an outsider who didn't know your brother and doesn't know your mother, or how they interacted, or how much understanding your mother has or what her daily routines are: the *other* horror is that this vulnerable elderly lady was confined in a house with her son's dead body for three days, not knowing where to turn.
This nightmare happened to you and your family only two months ago. Since then, you've had to manage a good many tasks for a woman you were feeling great anger towards, which must have been tough, but you've got there. So now, what about you? Do you have any support for looking after yourself? This must qualify as a major psychological trauma, and I think you should seek help with it.
You are posting this under Alzheimer's and dementia so I assume that your mother has some form of dementia. I hear your rage at her inability to take appropriate action in regards to your brother. Based on her actions (or inaction) she is obviously much less mentally competent then you ever realized, and is no more culpable than if she were a young child. This is awful but it's nobody's fault.
I know and well understand that we here throw the term "broken brain" like we are passing out candy, but that is the fact with dementia. Trust me it took me awhile to get it and your talking to someone who understands the human body with it different systems working separate as well as together. But unfortunately none of that matters--emotions get in the way...logic comes into play and it is do darn hard for us to understand how they can not JUST GET IT! But they can't and that is a fact! They turn into kids and kids don't know what to do when something major happens. You can't know what you don't know. Your mom is 95 yrs old and mentally she just can't process information anymore or at least not the way she use to whether she has dementia or just an ageing brain. She may have loss her sense of time; not knowing the days of the week or that three days went by. Time just becomes loss to them. She may have thought your brother was sleeping. As CM has stated there are just to many questions that an outsider just doesn't know.
I know none of this helps you and I am sorry for that. This really is a nightmare for your whole family. Again, I am sorry for your loss and I hope that you will find yourself help and forgive your mom someday. Right now, just do the best you can and take care of yourself.
Hugs!!
Your mother is 95 years old and not in possession of the mind she had even a few years ago. Had she known her son was ill, or God forbid dying or suffering, and if she had ONE breath left in her body, she'd have done something to help him. Think about it. In your heart, deep down, you know that. Otherwise, you're accusing your mother of something almost NO mother on Earth is capable of, and that is allowing her son to die without intervening. It's easier to feel angry with your mother than it is to feel the crippling grief that comes with the staggering loss of your brother. Allow yourself to process your grief for BOTH losses,,,,the loss of the mother you used to have as well as the loss of your sibling. It's huge and it's overwhelming, and I'm so very sorry, my friend.
My brother was 70, had uncontrolled high blood pressure, swelling in both legs, had cellulitis b/o this. Never watched his salt intake. Had an abdominal hernia for years and did nothing to evaluate. Enlarged prostate caused him to get up almost hourly to urinate. Refused to see a doctor.
My point is, it’s not your mother’s fault your brother died. If he was juvenile onset DM, he most likely had his ups and downs with his blood sugars as well as progression of diabetes which can effect every organ, specifically the heart & circulation.
As for your mother not noticing the decomp odor, maybe mom got used to the smell because it developed spontaneously . So mom could have just acclimated to the odor & didn’t think anything of it. Add her dementia to this picture & anything is possible.
I loved my brother very much but ultimately his death was on him. Not to sound cold, but he saw my mother’s health decline with high BP, CABG, etc. I myself have been on BP meds for over 20 yrs (began at age 40 because I knew the probability of me having her genes & having the same disease). My older brother died from cardiomyopathy in 2014.
I am a RN. I pleaded with him to go see his doctor when he had swelling and redness on his lower legs. I tried every single scenario to get him to go. But ultimately it was his choice to pursue or not pursue treatment. He chose not to.
I understand you are grieving for your brother. I am right there with you, sister. But it was their time to leave this world.
You are hurting now. Give yourself time and space to heal. I am sorry for your loss.
Will you have to place mom now? Sounds like it may be time. It doesn’t sound like she can live alone anymore. This no doubt is contributing to your stress as well.
If my cousin had died, who would have been at fault?
Your brother (who chose to live with an elderly dementia victim) was essentially in the same position as my cousin - living alone. Diabetics who choose to live alone also choose to accept the additional risks that living alone with his/her disease causes. Your brother made a choice. Please do not blame your mother for being too ill to mitigate the risks your brother chose.
I'm sorry u lost ur dear brother...so tragically. It will never be the same without him, but less contact with mom sounds very good.
You're in shock: please get extra rest & let friends help you with chores or meals.
I didn't like the grief support group thing. You may benefit from a highly qualified psychologist (not just a social worker) to talk to. I will chat anytime u like, send PM cuz I check those daily.
It will be a long time before you feel better so plan good self-care along the way.💟
If, at 95 your mother was diagnosed by some of the markers of dementia, she was by that definition incapable of having a predictable response to any life situation, ever, because that’s what dementia does.
My grandmother lived with increasingly overwhelming dementia for 10 years, and lost every self directed skill, EVERY ONE, but NEVER EVER became incontinent. It was actually bizarre, but she could seemingly unconsciously use the toilet and NEVER made a single mistake until she was unconscious, 2 weeks before she died.
I feel your sorrow for your loss very deeply, but I hope, for your own peace and comfort, you can allow yourself to consider at least the possibility that in the situation she was in, she might well have been incapable of taking the action that could have resulted in a better outcome.
Forgive Mom. She had nothing to do with his death.