Do you want me to push you?

Next Thursday, January 30th, at 7 pm ALD Connect is hosting the monthly Mental Health Call where my friend/ALD hero, Emma, and I will lead a healthy discussion about the importance of communication within a caregiving relationship. Hoping to see many of our ALD Community next week, but I wanted to take the opportunity to share with all our Smiles and Duct Tape readers why we’ve chosen this topic.

Whether you’re an ALD family or not, there are many people who are part of a caregiving relationship — a caregiver or care receiver. Whether you’re caring/receiving care for/from your child or spouse or parent or sibling or friend — I want you to consider adding an important question to your communication, “Do you want me to push (help) you?”.

At the last ALD Connect Annual Meeting and Patient Learning Academy I had the pleasure of spending time with Laurie and Emma Hayes – two ALD folks I absolutely adore. They’re a mother/daughter duo who have always impressed me. Laurie, the mom, and is a symptomatic woman with ALD. Emma is her adult daughter.

Throughout the weekend I would hear Emma say the words, “Mom, do you want me to push you?” Repeatedly. Laurie would sometimes take the opportunity to be pushed around in her wheelchair and other times she would deny the help. She was in charge.

There was something powerful about witnessing this simple moment between a mother/daughter — care receiver/caregiver. 

The question “Do you want me to push you?” symbolized more than just a literal action. It was recognition by Emma (the caregiver) of Laurie’s (the care receiver’s) autonomy, and it showed a commitment to working together. By asking and answering this question with honesty and openness, they were beautifully navigating their journey together with grace and understanding. 

We all talked about this often overlooked part of a positive caregiving relationship. Receiving care can be a difficult thing for people to accept. It often involves coming to terms with one’s limitations. And providing care can also be challenging. Not only can it be exhausting, even messy, but without open communication a caregiver may do too little or too much. Without a conversation a caregiver may not appreciate the help their loved one needs. It’s easy to fall into the trap of doing too much, believing it’s the best way to help. Laurie shared the importance of caregivers to recognize that, although someone may require help with one thing doesn’t mean they need – or want – help with another. Overstepping boundaries can unintentionally undermine the care receiver’s confidence and independence. The key is to strike a balance—stepping in when help is needed while allowing the care receiver to maintain as much control as possible. Communication is the key.

The most successful caregiving relationships are built on mutual respect, trust, and open communication. Caregivers must remember that their role is to support, not to control. Care receivers, on the other hand, should embrace the partnership, acknowledging their caregiver’s efforts while maintaining their own sense of agency. Laurie is always quick to share how grateful she is for the help Emma provides. Another beautiful thing to witness.

As I’ve been preparing for this call I’ve been recognizing that, although Jack can’t speak and is far more dependent than Laurie, there is more I can do to allow Jack to have some control. Slowing down and allowing Jack to feed himself, walk independently, and choose between The Office and Impractical Jokers are how I’m asking him if he wants to be pushed. He seems to enjoy this small shift and is doing his part by thanking me with one of his beautiful smiles.

Hope to see many of you on Thursday (sorry, ALD required).

Love, Jess

(another) man down

Generally, I’m a really good caregiver. I’m not patting myself on the back – I’m the first to admit that I’m not great at a whole lot of things, but if you ever need someone to hang with you while you’re waiting in doctor’s offices or recovering from surgery or binge watching mindless television with your feet up, I’m your gal. 

I don’t mind dressing changes, I’m good with organizing medication and I know my way around the kitchen. I’m also not scared of those awkward, messy situations that can come up. I’ve had piles of experience with such things.

 That said, I’m a little tired right now and likely not winning any awards for Caregiver of the Year.

Dan had shoulder surgery last week. Poor guy has tried everything from physical therapy to chiropractors to some guy who I’ve only heard called The Witch Doctor who filled Dan’s arm full of electrical stimulation. Nothing worked, so Dan finally gave in and scheduled surgery.

Nothing huge, but I was a little nervous about what to expect. It was Dan’s first surgery – ever (impressive for a person 51 years old) and I wasn’t sure how he’d be as a patient and how PATIENT I would be with a new patient to care for. Dan, always wanting to limit my stress, often down-plays things. Leading up to the surgery, he’d refer to the recovery as “a day or two”. Even as we drove to the appointment last Thursday, he was sharing that he would be starting PT within a few days was looking forward to a party we were invited to on Saturday night.

I suspected that Dan was being a little overly optimistic, and when I walked into the recovery room my suspicions were confirmed. My strong, handsome husband looked like he’d been in a fight. When I set him up on the couch when we got home I started to really appreciate that he wouldn’t be able to do much for a while.

You never really appreciate how much someone does, until they can’t.

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Caring for Jack requires a lot, but after 11+ years, days go by without much thought about the details. I’m the primary caregiver during the week, but nights and weekends Dan and I split the responsibilities. Without any planning, we take turns brushing and bathing and feeding our boy. Not that there is never confusion over whether or not Jack got his afternoon meds and you might hear us bribing each other to take a turn feeding Jack when we’re out at a restaurant – but mostly things run pretty smoothly.

I’m used to taking 100 percent of the responsibilities when Dan is traveling, but this has been the first time that Dan is here and not able to help. He’s down an arm and caring for Jack requires two. So does cooking, walking the dogs, doing the dishes and the laundry, and driving. He’s making a great recovery, but I don’t think Jack duty (or Jack doody) is in Dan’s future any time soon. Jack is strong and I’m not sure he can appreciate how careful he needs to be with his Dad. For now, I’m in charge of all meals, bedtimes, showers, medications, errands, and poop.

It’s no ones fault and it isn’t the end of the world, but last night as I was falling asleep, I wondered if there was any way that I could plan a little surgery for myself sometime soon.

Love, Jess

Dan skipped that party on Saturday night. I went with friends and did my best to be festive enough to represented us both. Boy did I miss having Dan take the morning shift yesterday;)

I say I am doing things solo, but I do have some help. Thank you Lilly and Maria for everything you do for us!!!!!!