Role Reversal
I guess, there will always be a time in one’s life when one’s role and one’s parents’ role become reversed.
I realised yesterday, that that moment has come for me and my sisters.
Yesterday, I called my sister who still lives at home to talk about possible diet solution for my mum. My mum has problems with fluid retention, some blood pressure issues, and some other health problem. I think a big factor might be that her diet is just carb, without much of anything else. I think, this contributes a lot to her fluid retention issue, and the blood pressure and heart thing could be solved by cardiovascular exercises on regular basis. Which means that I will need to tell my sister what to watch out for, and what to make my mum do.
As we were talking about things, I started telling her about how I had to snap at my mum’s hand to stop her from grabbing my sister’s noodles when she was here, and how I had to order food for her so that she would eat right.
In the middle of telling her all these, plus remembering the time that I made my mum take the stairs instead of the elevators, I realised that that was it. The time has come for us to look after our parents. We have officially become the care-givers.
I wonder how this happened. I mean, when I think of myself, I still don’t think of myself as an adult. An overgrown teenager, probably. Or maybe a stubbornly-clinging-to-childhood person, instead of a full responsible adult. I guess, I think that I am not worthy, and that my image of an adult is not what I am right now. I don’t know.
It’s amazing that when you realise that you need to look after your parents, you sorta grow a little, too. You feel that you need to be more responsible because you are also responsible for the well being of your parents. And whether I like my parents or not, I do love them, in my own way, and I do want to care for them, if not to just torment them quite a bit longer with my complainings.