Occupational Therapy - What's the Point?
My 81 yo mother moved in with me recently. She did not plan for what would happen to her when she was no longer able to care for herself. No long term care insurance, nothing. She begrudgingly dumped herself on me, fighting me tooth and nail the entire time.
She whined about needing occupational therapy for her hand tremors, complaining that the new doctor never asked her about it. She's had frequent UTIs and I've had my hands full with establishing primary care and all her other needs. I have now gotten her into occupational therapy which takes up quite a bit of my time. I have a full career and I feel like it's suffering.
The therapist is good, firm, pushes her. She recognizes my mother's learned helplessness, which has been an issue my entire life with her. I just kind of feel like this is another way my mother wants to get attention and care. She tells the OT things she hasn't told me. Like she's sore all of the time. I don't feel she's actually commited to improving. We started off doing well with at home exercise and now she's finding excuses not to do them. Today it was exteme constipation. The day before she was just too weak, which is an everday complaint btw.
Now I'm left wondering why do I bother? Just let her wither in her arm chair and I'll continue to cut up her food until her last breath. It would at least save me 4 hours out of my week. All she cares about it is sparkly, pretty things and her geriatric cat.
I know I will contine to push on, but damn, this is thankless and soul sucking. If she had been a good mother to me maybe I would feel differently.
EDITED FOR UPDATE:
Thank you all for your replies. I was having a very bad night last night with her and needed to vent.
I won't neglect her, but it's frustrating to put aside time to do her at home exercises only to have her say she's too weak to do them or doesn't feel good enough. And then when she says she's ready, I'm trying to make dinner which has to be carefully considered since she can't have gluten.
The OT actually asked me to wait in the lobby during her last appointment because she feels my mother is too dependent on me. So I left. I guess it went ok?
She wants my mom to see a neurologist and then continue on with physical therapy once she has completed the 8 weeks of OT. I'm hoping to be able to get someone to come to our home, but I didn't have much luck with that when my husband needed PT for a broken elbow last summer. And she's generally mobile, so I've been told that Medicare won't cover in home care.
I work from home most of the time and will be looking into hiring someone to come on the one day a week I go into the office. We have a general safety plan worked out. She only showers if I'm home. I've convinced her to stop going outside to try to get packages she orders and let me get them. But she gets in her own way. She's created a mess around her power recliner, which is exactly what she was doing when I moved her out. It's just never enough for her, which is exactly how I felt as a child and teenager. It's exhausting.