greggerypeccary wrote on Apr 1
st, 2022 at 7:36am:
No! It's a lie! It's definitely a lie!
There's no money! Where is he going to get the money? I bet he hasn't said anything about that!
No I've been advocating every which way I can through state and federal MP's to do something..anything about Aged Care.
The problem with Aged Care isn't just about Aged Care anymore. Baby Boomers are coming through the Aged Care turnstiles every day in Australia and they're finding themselves stuck in ridiculous queues. Some are dying before their name comes up. And Lord help any Baby Boomer who has no children! Because right now it's the children ie Gen X and Gen Y who are in the firing line and are expected to drop everything and suddenly turn up and function as a fully qualified aged care worker who can work 14 hr daily shifts (with no break and no pay) 7 days a week.
These Gen X/Gen Y kids are bridging the gap which is now more like a bottomless trench! Their health has been affected and their lives changed dramatically.
Look I probably shouldn't have vented about my own personal battles in this area as I'm alive and even though I had a terrible car accident because of next level fatigue ... I didn't kill anyone nor did I die. Plus my marriage survived. But these risks were definitely there and I had no idea that others had divorced or had died whilst struggling to be unqualified and unpaid Aged Care Workers.
There's something else I've not gone into: I've held back but it needs to be made known and people need to start advocating for money and help because of it. This isn't going to be easy to type out (as I've been on the receiving end of it).
Aged parents who are being taken care of in home by their kids DO get frustrated/angry/confused/upset/overwhelmed by the changes in their daily routines as they see their children take on more and more of what they themselves once used to do. Eventually this tension breaks and they take it out on their kids by physically assaulting them. Some have been left bruised and stabbed and in shock because they understand why their parent is harming them but don't quite know what to do about it. There's nothing specifically out there for that type of abuse that can also cut through cultural taboos and boundaries. For me it was difficult to even talk about with my husband and I found myself covering my bruises and cuts by wearing long sleeved clothes and long hemmed skirts or jeans. I felt I was protecting my aged mum AND protecting my kids and husband from getting upset/angry if they were to see the raw reality of what full time aged caring was doing to me. So my silence was protecting everyone around me. Later I was told by experts in Aged Care Management...that people like me were doing the wrong thing because our silence wasn't informing the system of how bad things were getting. You can imagine my reaction to this : it was classic institutional victim blaming. At its best.
The only way I could personally protect myself without saying anything to anyone I knew ... was to enlist the help of? Yep ... you got it! Our golden retriever! I started taking him with me every day. He loved being with me. And with mum too. She loved the therapy yes therapy this gorgeous being provided.
Eventually I got the dog named in Mum's Care Plan
as her official therapy dog and that dog took mum on little walks around the block and cuddled her unconditionally making her remember the love she had as a young mother towards her own little kids.
The abuse stopped within a few days. I had no knives thrown at me or plate frisbees coming at me. No more sharp steel bladed garden rakes were chasing me about the backyard as I was trying to pick up all the clothes off the line. All that nonsense stopped. Things settled down and finally I got my mum back in a good space so I could continue caring for her 7 days a week doing my usual 14 hr shifts Monday to Friday and all weekends. I was thankful for that dog! It meant I didn't have to be scared about being assaulted anymore.
Since then .... that dog and I have shared a special bond. And he knows why he gets a yummy freshly broiled chicken breast fillet cut up into bite sized pieces from me once a week too!
Apologies for sharing stuff so awful. But I do hope the ending gives you all some insight into how much we ought to respect our pets and each other.
Miss Mum 🥺i