How to Incorporate CBD Into Your Parent’s Wellness Regimen
You’re in the car with your mom, driving her to her doctor’s appointment. The radio is on, but it’s turned down too low for you to hear. The only thing you pay attention to is your mom and the stories she tells you, each one false and outrageous.
“We need to move back to Montana,” your mom says. “That’s our real home, not this dingy old place.”
Instead of crushing your mom’s dreams, you stay quiet and focus on the road. You don’t want to reiterate to your mom that Montana is no longer her home. She hasn’t lived there since she was twenty-five. Dallas is her home now; it has been for fifty years.
“You remember when we used to play hide-and-seek in the backyard?” she asks. “You and dad would always pretend you couldn’t find me. But I knew what you were doing, mom. You just wanted me to win.”
You choose to not respond to this story either. When your mom thinks you’re the one in charge, things always get tricky, and your mom hates when you correct her about this. Last time you told her that she was your mom—and not the other way around—she yelled and threw your favorite china dishes at you.
“I never had a problem finding you, though,” your mom continues. “Scooter always sniffed you and dad out. He was the best dog we ever had.”
Scooter was never your mom’s dog. In fact, your mom never even had a dog growing up; she was allergic to them. The only thing your mom could do when she wanted a puppy was to stare at the neighbor’s dogs, one of which was named Scooter.
When frustration starts to kick in
When you pull into a parking spot in front of the doctor’s office, you hop out of the SUV and head to the trunk to get your mom’s wheelchair. Not only does your mom have dementia, but she also suffers from arthritis.
Closing the trunk, you prepare the wheelchair for your mom, then head to the passenger side. You take a deep breath before you open the door, knowing it won’t be easy to get your mom into her wheelchair.
Once you’re finally ready, you nod, put on a brave face, and open the door. You help your mom climb out of the SUV and into her wheelchair. She complains the whole time about her aches and pains. She fights and resists you, unwilling to take a seat. She even threatens to call the police on you.
Frustrated, you clench your jaw to stop yourself from saying anything. It’s not your mom’s fault that she can’t walk or live in reality. She doesn’t know any better, but that doesn’t change the fact that this whole situation is hard on you.
Staying silent, you settle your mom into the wheelchair, then head into the doctor’s office. Instinctively, you take all the paperwork and fill it out yourself, knowing your mom can’t remember even half of the details about her life.
After you complete the paperwork, you turn it in and wait 10 minutes for the medical assistant to put you both in a room. The doctor comes in several minutes later and completes all the tests that he usually does.
At the end of the appointment, he reminds you to start looking for a nursing home for your mom. As if you haven’t already been doing that. You of all people know your mom needs to be in a nursing home, but you can’t find one that she can afford.
You’ve called dozens of places that are in, and far away from your suburb, and all of them require your mom’s entire social security check. Your mom would have nothing left, and on top of that, the nursing homes would still demand more. Every person you talk to said they’d have to take part of your dad’s social security check and use your parents’ house as collateral. What kind of deal is that?
You can’t put your dad in that kind of bind. It’s already hard enough for your dad to take care of your mom when they’re alone at their house. You don’t want to put even more stress on him. Your dad is ten years older than your mom, and while he’s in great physical shape, he might want to stay in an assisted living one day, and your dad needs to be able to afford that.
Right now, the only way your mom can afford a nursing home is if she falls, hurts herself, and gets hospitalized, or her doctor decides to sign the paperwork that explains your mom’s absolute need for a nursing home.
Irritated, you nod at the doctor’s recommendation without saying anything. If you open your mouth, a fire would probably come out. You can’t stand your mom’s doctor; if he really wanted to help, he’d offer to sign the paperwork to get your mom into a nursing home and not put the whole burden on you.
But instead of starting a fight with him, you hold your tongue, leave the doctor’s office, and get your mom into the car even though she claws and fights you all the way to her seat.
Should you consider natural alternatives?
In the car, your best friend calls you. Usually, when you’re alone, you answer the call through your car’s bluetooth. But since your mom is in the car and doesn’t remember that you have a best friend, you decide to pick up your cell phone and answer.
As soon as you say hello, your friend asks how your mom’s doctor’s appointment went. You give the same details you always give. The doctor ran his tests, he said to find a nursing home, and he didn’t sign the paperwork that would get your mom into a facility.
Hearing the news, your friend offers to give your mom some of his CBD cream. Your friend uses the CBD cream for his hand because it cramps up when he works out, so he asks if you’d like to give some to your mom to at least help with the aches and pains.
You hesitate to respond. Your mom watches the news all of the time. She’s heard good and bad things about CBD, but your mom focuses on the bad things more. You don’t want to make her upset by giving her CBD. Your mom already hates her current medicine. Why should you try to introduce something new? Unsure of what to do, you decide to at least hear your friend out.
On the phone, your friend tells you why he recommends a CBD cream: it’ll be easy to give your mom. He says your mom probably won’t fight you because the cream doesn’t look like anything strange. Plus, your friend tells you the cream is scented with essential oils, and the smell could help your mom calm down.
While the CBD cream sounds interesting, you ask your friend what you should do if your mom starts to ask questions. You can’t be sure your mom will let you rub a cream on her body even if it’s well scented and looks normal.
To address your concerns, your friend tells you to find positive news stories about CBD that you and your mom can review together. While there are definitely fake products on the market, your friend reassures you that there are positive news stories as well, and you should put them in front of your mom as much as possible.
Your friend also recommends that you rely on credible sources of information like PubMed and Project CBD. He says it might be best to walk through the information with a doctor, and your friend suggests that your mom participates in the conversation. If your mom hears a doctor approve CBD, then it might increase her comfort even if it’s just for a moment.
Before you can respond, your friend gives you one last tip. He encourages you and your mom to visit a CBD store to talk to the employees and get different samples if you have more questions. Apparently, your friend did this before he bought any CBD, and he says the store employees are really knowledgeable and willing to help.
Equipped with enough information to feel a little bit better, you tell your friend that you’ll consider CBD for your mom. You still need time to think about it, and you can’t make any promises, but you’re excited to receive at least one helpful solution today, which is more than your mom’s doctor gave you.
At least now, you can look into something that might decrease your mom’s aches and pains. That could be one thing you cross off your jam-packed to-do list, and the prospect of that accomplishment makes you very excited.
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