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Flotsam and Jetsam
Apr. 15th, 2018 02:41 pmSo its been three weeks since my uncle tried to get ahold of me and my subsequent freak out. I’ve been waiting for the other shoe to drop, but I haven’t heard a peep from anyone. I’m still upset that Uncle assumed that by virtue of me being the girl I would naturally be the choice to “lead” Ha. Even if I consented, I would totally fuck everything up. It’s very stressful in general around here, The Colonel’s mother was recently moved back to Oregon so she could be cared for by one of The Colonel’s brothers . She is bed-ridden and has hospice care come in 3 c a week. I think my sis-in law is fantastic for doing this, but she is past 60 herself and can’t lift anything he y. I just think when a person gets to *that* state, a facility that can meet the care needs is better. My own mother insisted on coming out to visit me last week and it was a disaster. She couldn’t walk, she fell several times and spilled water and coffee all over herself. I couldn’t begin to lift her up, so The Colonel did and drove her home. That totally freaked me out. Colonel checked in on her a couple of times on his way to visit his own mother. I was still kinda immobile at that point.
Now just yesterday she called, and reported that she’d been to her doctor, who pulled her completely off of two meds that have dizziness as a side effect, and reduced her pain medication to 1/2 (OxyContin) well she is remarkably improved. DUH 🙄 She even sounds better when she talks. The quavery old lady voice is gone. The time has come for me to try therapy again, because eventually she will have to move on and I need to be able to handle stupid brothers, stupid uncle and abusive mother. When she does pass, I will completely sever ties with the brothers. It’s not like we actually see or talk now, but I won’t have to pretend on holidays.
In other news, Rufio is back on cheap crappy dog food because it’s the only thing he will deign to eat I have 5 bags of dog food in a closet that were acceptable for ONE bowl and then completely rejected. 😑
Now just yesterday she called, and reported that she’d been to her doctor, who pulled her completely off of two meds that have dizziness as a side effect, and reduced her pain medication to 1/2 (OxyContin) well she is remarkably improved. DUH 🙄 She even sounds better when she talks. The quavery old lady voice is gone. The time has come for me to try therapy again, because eventually she will have to move on and I need to be able to handle stupid brothers, stupid uncle and abusive mother. When she does pass, I will completely sever ties with the brothers. It’s not like we actually see or talk now, but I won’t have to pretend on holidays.
In other news, Rufio is back on cheap crappy dog food because it’s the only thing he will deign to eat I have 5 bags of dog food in a closet that were acceptable for ONE bowl and then completely rejected. 😑
