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Imprisoned – Friday Fictioneers

Good Wednesday, my readers.  It is Wednesday-Friday, otherwise known as Friday Fictioneers time and I have done something I don’t usually do (okay, never do!)… This little snippet of a story is the continuation of my FF from two weeks ago.   Should you wish to read (re-read?) that one first, it is here.  I know series are mostly frowned upon in this hear group but as this just happened yesterday,  I’m feeling a tad discombobulated and needed to get it out.  Thank you for your patience!

Thank you, as always, to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for keeping us all in line weekly and this week, thank you to J.Hardy Carroll for this week’s pic.

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Genre:  Not even close to fiction

Word count:  a difficult 100 words

Imprisoned

Three months hospitalised, only five days back home.  An ambulance was called with police in case of resistance.

“Resistance?” I yelled at the social worker, “she’s an 82-year old frail woman; how hard can it be to lead her to an ambulance?  And why wasn’t I notified first?”

“I’m sorry, she wouldn’t let me in to help.  I saw her black eye and she’s dehydrated and malnourished.  I had no choice.”

“I’m sorry, Mother.  We tried it your way.  You knew the rules.”

“So I’m to be imprisoned for the rest of my life?”

“Don’t look at it that way….”

79 thoughts on “Imprisoned – Friday Fictioneers

    • My thanks to you, my friend (whom I have not been in touch with in way too long). It is so very hard, mostly because she is Mick’s mother and not mine. Yet there is no one else… xoxo

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  1. Well told, Dale, but I agree — so sad. When I was leaving after installing my mother-in-law in a care home, she said, “You’re thinking ‘Good riddance to bad rubbish’.” I felt so bad, but what can you do?

    When my neighbour’s mother had to go to a home, her sons had to go in and carry her out. She was NOT going ANYWHERE of her own volition!

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  2. Dear Dale,

    Such a sad situation. I can’t imagine how that must feel to have to give up your freedom when you can no longer care for yourself. Continuation or no, this story does stand on its own merit. Hugs to you in this not so fictitious situation. ❤

    Shalom,

    Rochelle

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    • Dearest Rochelle,

      Thank you for your kind words. No, I do not want to imagine myself ever being in a position of losing my freedom…

      Lotsa love,

      Dale

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  3. My Mom’s dementia will require she go into a senior home at the beginning of the year. If my Dad were alive, he’d be able to take care of her, but pretty soon, she won’t be able to care for herself. Hopefully, the experience won’t be as grim as this.

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  4. Hugs, my dear! When we put Dad in assisted living my sisters visited him every day (they live next door to each other and were only about a mile away from the home) and every day he said, “I thought I was going to live with you.” Broke all of our hearts. I know this is your mother-in-law, still, so much responsibility!!!!

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  5. Sorry to echo so many others, but this is what I fear lies ahead of us. My MIL won’t allow herself to be helped but is incapable of her own laundry, cleaning, shopping. We live quite a distance away and can’t be there often. She’s getting into such a state but can’t see moving from her rural location would help her so much.
    I feel for you, Dale, truly. Best wishes x

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      • She’s lucky to have you though – so hard when you’ve not been emotionally close too. We don’t drive (yes, I know, we’re weird!) so we’re a five hour train/taxi journey away from my MIL. It’s not easy, is it? I’m hoping I might be better prepared when I’m in that position myself, not put so much worry on our son. But I can be an independently minded so and so … 🙂

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  6. The Walk of Life, Or The Book. Everyone’s is different. Every passage of every chapter. YOur dammed if you do and tormented if don’t..Especially when your assigned the task to edit the text of another person’s book.
    Good shhtufffs.
    After reading this came to mind

    for reasons am not sure it might have been the picture haunting me.

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  7. This is so hard. I live surrounded by people who one way or another have to move when they are no longer safe living on their own. I know some who go kicking and screaming and some who go and create a new life for themselves. At the age of 98, a friend of mine realized it was best for her children for her to move to assisted living. Her children had gone as far as they could caring for her while she lived in her own apartment. She wanted to give them back their own lives. They still visit weekly. She is thriving. She is my model. As for you, Dale, I think you are doing a magnificent job. You can’t do more than you already are. ❤

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    • It is. Some people, like your friend, thrive into their nineties and more, others are old and frail in their 70s. You just don’t know where you will end up.
      I’m truly doing nothing. It is all out of my hands. All i can do is visit and try to make her see we want what is best for her.

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  8. Dear Dale
    I’m so sad for you, and for your mother-in-law. I hope things work out for the best eventually. Well done you, visiting regularly. Sometimes it may seem futile, but I’m sure it makes a big difference to her.
    With best wishes
    Penny
    PS It’s a very well written story

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    • Thank you, Penny. I actually don’t visit her half as much as I feel I should. It is difficult with my schedule and where she is. So I at least talk to her every day….

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  9. When my granny had to go into a rest home for the last couple of years of her life, she believed that it was a posh hotel. The trouble was that when it didn’t live up to her idea of such a place, she sometimes expressed her disapproval in ways that could be considered unsubtle. I think that occasionally the elderly throw accusations at their loved ones that include words such as “imprisonment”, to put them on a guilt trip. I hope that your mother-in-law settles into the home soon. Don’t feel guilty about not visiting as much as you feel you should. You can only do what you can do, and talking to her every day is doing a lot more than many people might do.

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  10. Sad sad sad and so true. I hear this all the time and the emotional intensity never reduces for me. So sad. Hope your discombobulation is soon at an end. I have no problems with series here, for what it matters. Sometimes a story needs to be longer or seen from another perspective. It’s all good practice, writing and reading and commenting… on what we like and don’t like and why. I’ve waffled too much now. Take it steady, Dale, and give Mick loads of hugs. He’s gonna need them!

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  11. This theme opens up such a lot of emotions, many of them conflicting. I think you’ve handled it sensitively, and I can’t help thinking how I would have coped under similar circumstances. Well done, Dale.

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  12. This is so sad and so rings so true. The fully compos mentis and their fight to retain their independence is strong and to be commended. It’s a pity a family’s love and care is so often misinterpreted as control or worse.

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