I've known hubby's grandmother since I was a teen, but of course I only saw her every now and then during that time. So while I've known her for a long time, I don't know her previous personal habits or preferences. I only know what they have been since she moved in with us.
Can I just say that it's very hard to have to regularly go to someone and try to tell them nicely and without insulting them or hurting their feelings that they need to bathe. Sigh. I don't know if this is something that has come along with age with her or if she's always been this way, but I can tell you that it gets very old and after two plus years of doing it, you'd think that MAYBE she might begin to realize that she needs to take a bath every once in a while and that even though her sense of smell is diminished (had to have a doctor help prove this to her because she thought we were all over reacting about her perfume and lotion applications), the rest of us do NOT have that issue and our sense of smell is just fine....and people smell when they don't bathe. I'm not super picky, right now she's bathing roughly once a week simply because I'm not up to having the argument (that it almost always turns into) more than that, but, really, it ought to be routine by now, if nothing else. Before you ask, I'm right there when she gets in or out of the tub, so it's not because she's worried about falling in there alone.
Last night we got home from Scouts and she was in bed. There were no dirty dishes in the kitchen. I heard her coughing, so I knew she was awake (it was 7:30 pm) so I knocked on her door. She knew what I was going to say, so she ignored me. I opened the door and told her I heard her coughing, I knew she was awake and she needed to eat something. She told me she did. I asked her what. She said 'a little bit of oatmeal.' Mawmaw, there are no dirty dishes or pans in the kitchen, don't lie to me, get up and eat! She came out of her room grumbling about me under her breathe, but she did eat.
The lies drive me batty. Lies about eating, if she does eat, she lies about what she ate because left to her own devices she'll only eat sweets (she's diabetic), lies about us to strangers telling them how horrible she's treated and how we don't feed her good food, etc. Takes things that belong to us and hides them in her room and, of course, lies about it when you ask. Funny, the ladle was on the counter drying when I left the house with youngest kiddo, you were the ONLY ONE home and it's gone now that I'm back..........WHERE could it have gone, then????
It has not been a good day here with her so far. Wish me some patience, will ya?