For the most part, my family’s expectation is that we help each other. My father began losing his eyesight and needed rides to work, to shop and to medical appointments. He also extracted a promise that we’d look after our mother when he was gone. Mom voiced no expectations. “The Lord will provide” was her mantra. To a large extent, that is how it worked out for her. But her faith wasn’t reckless. They lived frugally and saved a lot. Eventually she got dementia. There was plenty of help from my siblings and enough money from Mom’s savings to hire help. Plus she was a joy, making no demands.
Mom’s brother and my brother needed care in the same years that mom was declining with dementia. These men expected their sisters and nieces would take care of them. Each was broke. I got quite the education in what resources are available for poor seniors in my community. In my community, it’s actually pretty good.
But.
Most people need an advocate to navigate the systems available to them, particularly if they are sick or in a state of declining faculties and abilities. I think this is a role we should expect to do, even if we don’t/can’t/won’t provide money or hands-on care.
It’s been a few years since they died, but my Uncle & brother were the same in just expecting the females in the family to manage everything. Even if we pushed back and said “Your nephew isn’t working, why don’t you ask him?” They’d respond, “I don’t want to bother him” oblivious to how that sounds to the woman they do bother. Literally an expectation that we’d drop everything, take a day off of work to ferry them to medical appointments 2 hours away.
Since the question of bringing an aging parent into one’s home has been raised, I’ll share some thoughts I only realized after my mother passed away. She knew how to get from her bed to her toilet beyond the point where she could say she needed to use the bathroom. In familiar surroundings, there were no accidents. I was fully prepared to have her in my home, but we were able to keep her in her own home of 60 years.
Her siblings who were moved did not have the same progression of dementia that she did. They moved/were moved, and shortly after moving they were in diapers because they could not learn and retain where the bathroom was. They had accidents, UTI’s and then pneumonia. If anyone has a genuine expectation to move when they become dependent, they should be decluttering yesterday. If they expect to age in place, they should renovate to ensure accessibility, yesterday. Otherwise, it’s just a word salad that I wouldn’t take seriously.