Total Denial Regarding Health Problems

I've noticed a trend in older people that they are totally in refusal to admit anything is wrong with their health. A friend of a friend was recently found on the floor of her home, severely undernourished and dehydrated; couldn't even get up from a fall. What tipped off her family was that she didn't answer her phone for several days. They had to call the police to get into her house. She insisted that nothing was wrong and wondered what all the fuss was about. This is just one example - my uncle was the same way. Why are people like that?
 

Last edited:
Do you think it is part of the aging process..not wanting to admit we are having more and more health issues? I am most concerned about the woman in your story. Is she at a point where she cannot live on her own? Maybe has also to do with admitting health issues may signal a possible loss of independence.
 
I am most concerned about the woman in your story. Is she at a point where she cannot live on her own?

The last I heard she was in the hospital having medical tests, probably protesting all the way, and that she had "suspicious masses" in her abdomen on a scan.
 

My older sister became convinced that doctors weren't good and she avoided them even though they had insurance. She read a lot about health and thought she could handle anything that came along by diagnosing herself and using supplements and diet. I tried telling her she needed that yearly physical, but her mind by age 70 was NOT exactly working right. Well, she fell down one day. Wish I'd been around, but I live far from her and only talked to her on the phone occasionally. Anyway, she "hurt her leg" was all I got out of her later on when I called her. She wouldn't go to a doctor. Later on, she had much difficulty walking, so finally she went to her husband's doctor. He thought she might have had a stroke, so he advised them to go to the ER. They did, but tests they did apparently weren't interpreted right. They were advised to go to a neurologist, but when they called, no appointment was available until the next month. Then when I called around a holiday, that is when I found out that she could not walk by herself. I called my DD, a doctor who lived closer to her. She got her an earlier appointment. In the meantime, she had a seizure and ended up in the ER. It turned out that she had Glioblastoma multiforme, a form of brain cancer. Stage 4, not good at all. They told her she probably wouldn't survive two weeks without radical treatment. Suddenly, she became a believer in modern medicine. They operated on her and then she received radiation and chemo. She still passed away in less than two months. What she had that day she "hurt her leg" must have been her first seizure. Just saying....I believe in doctors (though I admit they aren't at all perfect). I have my yearly physical and take meds when I know I need to. When something comes up that I don't understand, I call my doctor. My mother also died from one of the most serious kinds of cancer also, so it runs in the family.
 
She may be in denial. When that happens, the person doesn't realize it. It's different from convincing yourself nothing is wrong. You really think nothing is wrong! It's a defense mechanism that I have personal experience with. Long story short, I was in the hospital for 6 weeks due to preterm labor, pregnant with triplets. I refused to believe they would be born prematurely, and not for lack of the nurses and doctors trying to persuade me of that. Talking to me was like banging their heads against a brick wall.

The triplets were born 13 weeks early (27 weeks). They are now 22 years old. When the nurses said the head was crowning, I asked what that meant. They said that a baby was being born. I said, well, just push it back in. They won't be born until Memorial Day. This denial continued all the way into surgery (c-section). I said what are we doing here in an operating room -- I am supposed to be getting magnesium sulfate to stop labor. The first baby was born naturally. I could not give birth because I hadn't had the classes yet. When it was obvious I couldn't stop the birth, I told them to sew me up so the other two would stay in utero for at least 2 more months.

The last two were born by c-section. When I woke up in recovery I felt like myself for the first time in months. I had nearly come to my senses. When they wanted to wheel my bed into the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit, I said no, I cannot meet my babies when I'm not wearing any make-up. Then full rationality kicked back in, and I was terrified. I called my father, and he persuaded me to go see them. I was terrified that would die -- the smallest one weighed 1 lb, 6 oz, the next 1 lb. 12 oz, and the last nearly 2 lbs. They had little flaps of skin for ears and no eyelashes or fingernails, and they could not breathe on their own for about 6 weeks.

Anyway, that's my experience with denial. I didn't think it up, and it hasn't happened before or since. I was completely unaware I was in denial. That's how great my terror was that my babies would die.

Older people have to worry about death, nursing homes, surgery, painful terminal illnesses. Sometimes it may be that they consciously refuse to face that something may be terribly wrong with them, and sometimes they are in denial. That's my amateur opinion (I am not a shrink).
 
Some people just don't want anyone in their family to be burdened with their health either time wise or financially. The older person would rather not make a fuss and ride it out quietly hoping for the best. Then there are the opposites those who always complain about health problems and sometimes are hypochondriacs and create problems that aren't even there. It would be good if older people who lived along would have someone near to them that could do some kind of check every other day and make sure they have enough food and are doing okay mentally. But a lot of the elderly don't have anyone
 
I think I am on that post about denial but I have to say, I have been like that all my life. I think our bodies are very capable of healing themselves to a large extent. eg you pull a muscle you rest and it heals..no meds needed. You have a headache and darken the room and relax, no meds needed. You are stiff , walk a while it eases somewhat.

Today we expect a pill to cure everything and the Drs are usually only to happy to prescribe it .

I don't rush off to the Dr, I never did ad most things heal on their own.

Please don't misunderstand me, of course I do go to the Dr and I do get his treatment but generally I don't make it my first idea.

I would not want anyone fussing or checking on me. If I want to eat I do and if I don't, I don't. So maybe this is shortening my life somewhat but it is my life. If I get to the point where I feel I need to be checked on for whatever reason I will ask. I think we are a nanny community and there is too much "managing" going on. Some of us would just prefer to do without it and let life take it's natural course.

Harsh words but there are many people out there who feel like I do, and it is not a question with me about burdening anyone nor is it financial, it is simply my choice. I hate being controlled or have folks making decisions for me.

I do not worry about death, it is a natural rite of passage and I believe it should come like I want it, even if that seems irrational to someone else.
 
I don't rush off to the Dr, I never did ad most things heal on their own.

Please don't misunderstand me, of course I do go to the Dr and I do get his treatment but generally I don't make it my first idea.

I would not want anyone fussing or checking on me. If I want to eat I do and if I don't, I don't. So maybe this is shortening my life somewhat but it is my life. If I get to the point where I feel I need to be checked on for whatever reason I will ask. I think we are a nanny community and there is too much "managing" going on. Some of us would just prefer to do without it and let life take it's natural course.

Harsh words but there are many people out there who feel like I do, and it is not a question with me about burdening anyone nor is it financial, it is simply my choice. I hate being controlled or have folks making decisions for me.

Same here Jeannine, I rarely go to the doctors and always try to deal with any health issues at home if at all possible. I also wouldn't want somebody checking on me and being my nanny. If I was really in need of assistance I would ask for it, but wouldn't want anyone butting in uninvited. I wouldn't want to be controlled by an outside party and hope that I always have the mental capability to make my own decisions and live on my one if my husband ever passed before me.
 
Me, too, SB. One thing I seriously resent and have refused to participate in is doctors who want to run every test known to man if you come in with something that is most likely this or that, something easily treated, but they want to make sure to "rule out" everything on the planet. No! If it's most likely an ingrown toenail, let's take care of that and then see if it fixes my problem of a sore toe. I refuse to spend the rest of my life running back and forth to doctors to be sure something obscure might not be going on somewhere. I have regular checkups and all, but I'm not going to get ridiculous about it.
 
Absolutely, tests for this and that, it is crazy. What is even more crazy is the vets are doing now too. My friend took her dog to the vet because it was scratching and making it's skin sore. I suggested she had picked up a flea at the poodle shop but no said the vet, . He ran dozens of tests, put the dog on a kangaroo meat diet, Ii made no difference at all, after a couple of weeks I went to my friends, combed the dog, showed her the bits of black that fell out, wet them so they tuned red and told her it was flea poo. We shampooed her treated her with the required stuff and after a couple of days she was no longer scratching, the sore spots healed in a week and my friend put her dog back on her usual food .. all was well. but she had paid $1100 in vets bills,

I think the medical profession is getting the same, where has real diagnosis gone, We start by eliminating everything.. then see what is left.
 


Back
Top