Like many other people in their senior years, I am now much more aware of ways in which my father influenced me. I have been especially mindful of the way he cared for my mother who had an undiagnosed form of dementia and how his approach to caregiving has been a model for me.
Dad had three qualities that helped him to be a better caregiver. First, he was an optimist who responded to the problems in his life by focusing on how to solve them. He faced far greater problems in his life than I have, but he never let them get him down. That occurred early in his life when his father left him and his mother. As a teenager he had to help support the two of them. Not only that, he was a successful student and athlete. Later, in his own business he faced many challenges but faced them as opportunities.
Second, he was a man of initiative. He didn’t sit back and wait for things to happen. As he faced potential isolation as my mother’s sole caregiver, he became active in his Kiwanis club. He and my mother were active in a local senior center. The two of them were volunteers with Meals on Wheels. At the time, I thought it was just a way to be active, and it was. But there was more to it. I now suspect it was driven by his own attempt to keep my mother engaged.
Even though he was in his 80s, he became an avid user of the computer and kept up an extensive communication with many people. He was also very extroverted and engaged in conversations with other people wherever he was. As Mom declined, he continued to take her with him wherever he went except to his Kiwanis club. During that time, he dropped her off at a daycare center for people with dementia. Otherwise, he had no help.
Third, although he had no special skills or knowledge about dementia or caregiving, his love for my mother coupled with the two qualities mentioned above made him a successful caregiver. Looking back, I realize that Dad did not tell me much about what he was going through. I do recall his saying that she would get really mad at him and then would be over it in a few minutes. I also remember his describing how he tied a string around his wrist and Mom’s wrist. That way he would know when she got up during the night. I recognized the toll it began to take on him. My brother, Larry, and I worked hard to arrange in-home care to help him. To put it mildly, he was very resistant to having such help. He was determined to do it himself. She slept in the same bed with him until a few nights before she died. At that time, he was turning her every two hours where she lay in a hospital bed beside his own bed.
As I said earlier, Dad had a more challenging life than I have had, but I am a lot like him. I don’t think he was as analytical about what he did as I am. I think he simply did what he felt was right. His qualities naturally helped to keep his stress at a minimum while also taking care of my mother.
I have had much more experience with caregiving and with a lot of the written work about caregiving, how to care for your loved one, and how to take care of oneself in order to be a better caregiver. I still believe that the qualities I inherited from him and observed in his life have been the most significant influences on the way that I am caring for Kate. I am grateful to him.
