I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
The water has been turned off/on/off for several days due to construction and repairs in the neighborhood, including the water company at the main street line making repairs.
The water, even the hot water has come out orange. Even though the water was off, the tank burst. dH turned off the electrical.
Looking online, plumbers recommend to turn off the water supply and the heat to your water heater when the water is shut off.
We just cannot afford this mess.
Tempers are short. There is a major leak underground, next door-reason water was still off.
What an unbearable situation - I pray for it to be resolved for you
Keep coming back - we're listening
Never went to sleep, seems I am hanging on for dear life to the headboard, halfway sitting up on the wedge pillow so I won't have worse gerd.
Already cried, MsMadge.
Regarding GERD and stress, not a good combination. I experience that, also.
Becky, just yark. That family is nuts. Apple/tree. They are terrified about a lawsuit affecting trust and also being held liable for not getting her off the street/letting her out. It's always someone else's fault with dysfunction and narcissism - your fault for not helping daughter, not daughter or family's fault.
If it died as a result of other's actions, do we ask them to fix it at their expense? Anyone know? Once the plumber next door turns the water back on, there may be more damage? We think they turned our water off at our utility meter. We just discovered this in the middle of the night. No one said.
FF,
My dH already has had a meltdown, yelling at me while driving, I did not respond well and was unable to pull over immediately. I avoided an accident, but what I did with the car was just scary.
The new house is extremely nice and the girls arranged it beautifully although I have only had a brief tour on the way to the hosp. They also did some more throwing out as I was a complete zoo the last few days. I have not even seen inside the barn or walked round the garden.
DH moved in on Monday night and really likes it but thinks all the furniture is new which it isn't. The neighbors are friendly and a lawn guy was quick to try and sell his services.
i think it was all the stress of moving and coping with DH that brought on the Afib so hopefully it will soon be over. The new cardiologist says my heart does not look to be in too bad shape.
Of course room mates are always interesting. The first night she moaned and coughed all night. She has large family and I think they speak very rapid French but am not sure because I can't really pick out many words. they do also speak English and some are beautifully dressed in traditional African clothes. Every night a group of friend or relatives comes in and thanks prayers and sings. it is actually quite lovely but I wish they would not do it at midnight.
I have to stop myself from jumping through the curtains and telling them she is ready for hospice. I have heard several Drs telling her her cancer is too advanced for more treatment and she is bleeding from somewhere. No one has actually said she doesn't have much time left but the relatives seem determined to soldier on. Just hope she doesn't bleed out while I am in the next bed. She already has a pulmonary embolism and they are giving her blood and now blood thinners. What a mess. Oh boy there is a social worker trying to tell her what's happening and it is not going well.
The SW finally got round to mentioning good or poor prognosis but I still don't think it got through. So sad.
I think everyone is going to need every penny they can scrape together to pay for their care needs. It's not a nosy picture. I hope the state is sincere about disallowing some of the asset shielding mechanisms.
THANKS For That Article Link.
It definitely gives me comfort to know I am not alone in experiencing myself as not fitting with this role. This whole experience has taught me how crucial it is to NOT SUPPRESS my feelings and to BE HONEST at ALL times. I feel like I should have admitted things about myself and about my relationship with my mother more than I did so as not to place myself into this role but I didn't admit those things when this began but I hope to work it out as soon as I can change things.
The move was the culprit, I'd put money on it, even with the girls' stellar input. Mother's pacemaker kept a record of A fib episodes - it was sobering how clearly we could identify her 90th birthday party, the safari park trip, the abortive cataract operation and that godawful week in boot camp with SIL.
Well, there's nice, exciting stress as well as nasty stress, after all, and not much to be done about it except: "Breathe, dear! - don't forget to breathe!" in my best Joyce Grenfell voice.
Veronica, I hope you are feeling better soon. Glad you are getting the medication that you wanted. My husband has had A-fib for the last 10 years, so I have been with him through 2 ablations and hospitalizations and now he is on Tikosyn that keeps him regular most of the time. Periodically something triggers the A-fib, usually salt or stress. I hope you can get into your new home soon and enjoy it! The area you are now in is lovely. Glad your daughters are close by now too.