I survived the possible end of my career on 5/24. It was an emotional week prior, coworkers saying get well soon, what will we do without you? and get some rest so we’ll see you soon. All this while trying to finish up big projects and training someone to do the basics. I think everyone finally realized how much I really did, so much that my co-worker in the front office decided to retire last week!
Then I get the call that my 83 year old mom and her husband (will never or never has been that fatherly figure) have sold their trailer in Arizona and are moving up. They left in 1985 and he controlled her life. When she could visit in the summer , where my sister and I paid her way, he decided when it was convenient for him. I even called Adult protective services a few years because we were concerned. Needless to say, the dummy loaded up a CAMPING trailer with their crap and didn’t get 40 miles from Mesa before it broke off the hitch and went down an embankment. Thankfully, mom never even knew what happened. Flew mom up and it took 7 days for him to get here. I can really appreciate anyone who has to care for someone with Alzheimer’s. Mom has a feeding tube and must be fed 3 times a day. She really should be in a nursing home, but my sister spent her days off looking for an apartment they could afford. She found a beautiful one that we had to fully furnish, as we assumed everything was destroyed. Reality was the stuff they had was so bad just moving it out of the trailer destroyed it.
After all the work we did, the ungrateful selfish man says " this isn’t as big an apartment as I would have liked" and my sister told him - this us all you can afford. While we were making up the beds he said he wasn’t keen on the brand new comforters I purchased! By that time I was in such pain and could hardly walk the hall - I told him how ungrateful he was and that he should learn some manners and appreciate things that people GIVE you!
I need some help containing my feelings toward this man! Just thinking that my mom has lived with him since 1977 makes me sicker.
Still reeling from all this I had to get all 6 pounds of med records together and write a letter on how fibro effects me at work. All on a very foggy day - it literally took me 4 hours and I now realize I didn’t mention anything about the physical demanding aspects of my job!!! Was thinking I could send a letter to get attached, but just don’t have it in me. I just want it done. FedExed it and they should get it today. Turned in my school keys and I’m done!
My daughter and her husband are moving up today from Illinois so I must wait at house for the tv service to come and see if I have the energy to paint their bedroom. I love to paint - going to cover myself in lidoderm patches and take my pillow in case I need a nap. And did I mention we’re expecting a new granddaughter any day now? If she doesn’t come by the 12th she’s coming that day!!
Any suggestions on how to say no to things that I know will cause me more pain? And how to get my mindset into relax mode? Thanks for letting me vent. I apologize to those new members that I want to get to know but just haven’t been coherent lately.