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I can't deal. Dad's in terrible pain, again, and had to have an in-office surgical thing yesterday, is going to have an outpatient procedure Dec 22, and is probably going to have to have chemo or radiation or surgery or a combo for some other crap, part of which decision depends on the other surgeries and treatments he's had and can't interfere with each other and which side effects he can tolerate and what new permanent disability he'd like to have. I can't really fault him for the super negative attitude, but it's really wearing.
Meanwhile, Mom is nuts, again. She had to get new hearing aids and they insisted that she just had to get used to them and they had turned them down as much as they could. Really? I don't think so. She can hear her hair rustling; when she ate green beans it sounded like squeaky cheese - inside her head.
And she has lost something because she's become overwhelmed and disorganized and it's probably not quite as important as she thinks but it is important and she's losing it over having lost it. P.S. A lot of why she is overwhelmed is having to deal with my uncle, with whom she didn't have to get involved and everyone told her not to get involved and she was damn well going to do what she wanted and got involved. Theoretically she may be trying to get less involved, now, but guess what? Very difficult to do that.
And I refused to play doormat and let her do the I'm asking you a question but I'm not asking you a question so I'll throw something when you don't give me the answer I pre-decided was required but wasn't going to tell you not that it matters because it obviously isn't really a question then, IS IT. I mean, since we're playing this game, after much suffering on my part I won. If getting her to admit to an actual question for which she would accept an actual answer counts as winning.
I think this is where the hashtags go #hateseverything #notwinning #fsckcancer
I can't deal. Dad's in terrible pain, again, and had to have an in-office surgical thing yesterday, is going to have an outpatient procedure Dec 22, and is probably going to have to have chemo or radiation or surgery or a combo for some other crap, part of which decision depends on the other surgeries and treatments he's had and can't interfere with each other and which side effects he can tolerate and what new permanent disability he'd like to have. I can't really fault him for the super negative attitude, but it's really wearing.
Meanwhile, Mom is nuts, again. She had to get new hearing aids and they insisted that she just had to get used to them and they had turned them down as much as they could. Really? I don't think so. She can hear her hair rustling; when she ate green beans it sounded like squeaky cheese - inside her head.
And she has lost something because she's become overwhelmed and disorganized and it's probably not quite as important as she thinks but it is important and she's losing it over having lost it. P.S. A lot of why she is overwhelmed is having to deal with my uncle, with whom she didn't have to get involved and everyone told her not to get involved and she was damn well going to do what she wanted and got involved. Theoretically she may be trying to get less involved, now, but guess what? Very difficult to do that.
And I refused to play doormat and let her do the I'm asking you a question but I'm not asking you a question so I'll throw something when you don't give me the answer I pre-decided was required but wasn't going to tell you not that it matters because it obviously isn't really a question then, IS IT. I mean, since we're playing this game, after much suffering on my part I won. If getting her to admit to an actual question for which she would accept an actual answer counts as winning.
I think this is where the hashtags go #hateseverything #notwinning #fsckcancer
((hugs))
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