I’m A Lover, Not a Fighter

In the song “The Girl Is Mine” Michael Jackson pen’s the infamous line “I’m a lover, not a fighter.” This is not my mom’s testimony. Mom has been in the nursing home for 12 days, and today she has been moved to her not 1st, not 2nd, but 3^rd room. Why all the moves? Mom is a fighter!

In the first room, she hit her roommate. The rommie had a witness, therefore after filing an incident report, mom was moved. During my visit 3 days ago, the nurse informed me that mom hit a male resident as she entered the dining area. Yesterday, I got a call from the social worker telling me that mom not only hit her rommie, but the roomie hit her back with a vase leaving a bump on her head.  The doctor looked mom over and she appears okay. They will be running a few test to make sure she has no internal injuries.

Today, mom was moved again. The staff thought it was best to move her away from the rommie which she attacked. My mom blames those she assault for attacking her first. I find this hard to believe since she has hit me, and hit several nurses when she was hospitalized at Baptist Geriatrics. I’m hoping that medicine adjustments will adjust “the fight” in mom. If she hits another person, she will be moved to a psychiatric hospital for evaluation. I have talked to her. She was not receptive and she was very mean towards me. In an attempt to change her attitude, I told her that if she continues hitting people I wouldn’t visit as much. She said she would stop hitting people because she doesn’t want me to decrease my visits. We shall see!

My mom is stressing me out! Her violence is of great concern. I’m afraid that she will harm someone and/or get hurt. I am glad she is in a facility because I know we would not have been able to handle “Gangsta mom.” LOL!