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.
Susan, no news is good news, right? I get the worrying part... that is something I am going to be working on getting rid of this New Year. No one worries about me/us so I shall stop worrying about them. I do hope he is okay and just trying to find his way back to healthy life ...
It's been a quiet day here... mom enjoyed her new Christmas PJ's and she will enjoy the baby wipe warmer she received from Lisa, our carer. Have I mentioned lately that I love that woman! So far, she is the only person to have given mom and I a gift of any sort. Which is fine.
You know, I didn't ask my brother to come over here today nor did I ask them to bring or cook anything. HE is the one that said he was coming by and having his wife prepare a turkey. Guess what? It's almost 4:00 p.m. and we've heard nothing from them. Nothing. Good thing we are not depending on them for food. I am heating the oven up, popping our scrumptious pizza in and pigging out. Mom and I are both hungry... and at this point, they can stay the h*ll away from us. We would have been just fine... just fine without them, but now mom has been asking if they are coming... f'in asshats.
My son called me weeks ago and asked me what I wanted for Christmas. I told him I didn't need anything but a card would be nice. Did I get one. No. Also I told him what I wanted for Christmas was for him to give me the dates he was coming to visit us. HE was the one that told me he was coming and that HE had already told his boss. Guess what? I have not heard another word mentioned about him visiting either. Ha... not as if he had to pay for his trip either. I did get a text from him early early this morning. Merry Christmas. Nice right? My nasty side wants to put a stop payment on the Christmas check I sent him.
I am starting to get a huge complex about all of this.
If I were to treat people like they treat me, I would be called every nasty name in the book. Perhaps it is also time to treat as is treated and become selfish with nothing but my own interest in mind. Oh, I've already decided to have zero expectations from anyone.
We hate to see our kids make terrible choices, knowing how much they will regret them down the road, but in the end, it's *their* choice, not ours. In about 20 years, he will *really* regret what he's doing right now...if he makes it that far. I'm truly concerned that he is putting himself in danger and may not make it.
my oldest son never answered my occasional email for 3-4 years . finally i decided he was hurting my feeling deliberately and it was giving him power over me . i just simply never wrote to him again . the spell was broken . last summer i recieved a very lengthy apology from him and an invitation to come up and get involved with his kids during the summer . i think he just needed a few years space to try his wings out and find himself . when he had found himself i think he found that him and i were pretty similar people and i wasnt the enemy . my dad used to visit my family like clockwork every sunday of our lives . we eventually found ourselves having to abandon our house every sunday just to break that monotonous cycle . it was usually our only day of the week to do nothing but what we wanted to do .
your case and mind remind me of a young goat i brought home one time . he broke free and the whole family chased him until our hearts about blew . i hate to give the ex credit but she came up with the idea of abandoning chase and all of us just walking back to the house to see what the goat would do . would you believe he followed right thru the front door of the house ? he ended up the main ingredient in 75 lbs of link sausage so i guess thats a pretty crappy analogy but an incident ive never forgotten anyway .
She was very poor growing up and I also believe that she has reverted back to feeling that she must eat when food is available.
I must admit that at times I find the gluttony a bit repulsive.
Jeanette - ha! Trust me, I had *lots* of words yesterday. Most of them were muttered under my breath so she couldn't hear me. Said a few more this morning when I had *just* finished cleaning the bathroom and toilet and she went in and used it. Fortunately, this time, she wiped. Unfortunately, she wiped...but also wiped it all over the toilet seat. And didn't flush. Again. She assured me she changed her incontinence pad when she came out (I was busy and didn't watch her - silly me to have more than one thing going on a time, right?!?) - I went in to check, and NO, she didn't change it, because there's nothing in the trash. That's when I discovered that lovely gift she left me in - and on - the toilet. (sigh) Pull out the cleaning stuff and clean it - again.
We are doing a non-traditional dinner today, and she wanted to peel the veggies. (I made sure she washed her hands first!!!) Sadly...she got through 4 carrots and 3 potatoes before she had to stop. Her hands just hurt too much. She looked so sad when she realized she just couldn't do it anymore. She tried to cover by saying she "just needed to limber up" her hands.....but I know the truth is that she just can't do that stuff anymore - her arthritis is too bad.
Son's phone is now disconnected. (Where he had my number blocked before, and I got a message saying "caller is unavailable", now I get "number is no longer in service".) Tried calling and leaving a message on facebook. I don't expect a response. I just hoped...maybe. Talked to my daughter earlier and left a message for my other son. Brother and his family are coming later, so I need to get back to work on dinner and cleaning. Mom is laying down, but she's playing "cricket" (rubbing her legs together furiously), so I suspect she'll be up again soon. She went to the bathroom before laying down and took her pills, so not sure why she's restless this time...who knows.
I hope everyone has a wonderful, merry Christmas!
Oh well, for awhile there I was getting tea towels that would need ironing if washed so the towels never have been used.
At least now my sig other's grand-daughters have stopped sending him "Worlds Greatest Grandpa" t-shirts, sweatshirts, and baseball caps. He hated those things, never wore any of them. We must have donated several dozens of those items to the thrift shop. He finally had to tell his daughter no more t-shirts of any type or sweatshirts as he has too many.
Susan, I have no words.... well I do, but I don't think you're ready to hear em yet... unless you'd like to know how to... hehe, never mind ;)
Good for my niece and new hubby for spending their first Christmas together as they want to! They won't ever have this first Christmas again, and them being here wouldn't have really meant anything to my mother.
Jeanette - no flush, no wipe, no clean the toilet seat, no nothing. Could have been worse, but it was enough. She left all that in there and then went out and laid down. I insisted she get back up to clean up, but nothing doing. I had to cajole, insist and finally take her by the hand and lead her back in to get cleaned up. She cleaned herself up, not wanting me to do it, but just *getting* her in there was like pulling teeth.
Susan, please tell me she just didn't flush?
edna is actually doing quite well physically but communicating with her has become difficult . she wont wear her hearing aid because she dont really want the hassle of talking to people . at 90 yrs old i s'pect shes heard it all anyway . shes still friendly but a bit aloof .
tinyblu... good luck girl. You've got more spirit than I do. This year, they all get pizza. I just can't do it all anymore like I used to. No reason.
Susan, same goes for you!! Good job kiddo! I probably would have smashed it, stomped it and tossed it. LOL maybe kept the icing for a midnight snack!
deep breath ladies.... in/out, in/out.... ahhhh
If friends/family find it hard to hear bad news and see the loved one with Alzheimer's, just how in the h*ll do they think we feel? THIS is why I would just as soon not talk to anyone anymore about anything. Cept y'all on here of course.
Susan, just keep reminding yourself it's not her, it's the disease... just drill it into your head and keep on truckin'. Why do our siblings feel obligated to visit only during specific date's? To make themselves feel better? Why can't they visit on a non specific date so we can get the hell away from here if only for a little while? WHY?
Hey ff, do you remember the handsome fellow, Joshua Luis on Young and the Restless? haha, I also was hooked on that show.... apparently a lot since I named my son Joshua Luis :)....however, I'd take Ben Cartwright in a heartbeat.
Well I blew it again. I was doing so well being all stoic and non emotional this time of year. Gawddarnit. An old longtime friend of my daddy's just stopped by. He came down from LaGrande (where my grandma and my parent's lived for more years than I can remember)... well, he didn't know daddy had passed... I invited him in for a minute. He said "hi Jeanne" to my mother... of course she has no clue and then he started talking about my dad and I just lost it. You want to have guest leave in a hot minute, well just start bawling like a baby and they our OUT! Now I feel awful... actually mortified at my burst of tears. I try so hard to protect my mom from getting her feelings hurt by her inabilities and confusion I neglect myself and apparently can fall apart in a nano second.
I swear to heaven, if I make it through all this death and sorrow I am going to find me a tiny shack by any ocean and find some joy in life again. Seriously, I think I could walk away from everyone, be alone and be happy.
Jessie, I am rewriting the words to the George Strait son. I hate everything. It won't be about ex wives that's for sure.
I did call my ex-mother-in-law this afternoon, she can always makes me laugh. We both watch the TV soap opera "The Young and the Restless", she got me hooked back in the 1970's. It's so cute hearing her having some crushes on some of the fellows on that show. We laughed about the TV show "Bonanza", how back when I first watched it I had a crush on Little Joe.... now at my age today, Ben Cartwright is starting to look :)
But making cookies with my older sister...THAT she was in the mood for, and could do. And totally enjoyed it. She's eaten almost an entire batch of those damn cookies all on her own. THIS IS WHY I DON'T KEEP THIS CRAP IN THE HOUSE BUT OTHERS KEEP BRINGING IT IN!! She can't remember what time her favorite movie comes on (tomorrow at noon, she's asked 3 times already today)...but she can remember those *&%^$^* cookies are in the freezer. I'm tempted to throw them away and tell her they're gone. I told my sister *not* to leave all of them here, but she did it anyway.
Never underestimate the ability of your parent to make you feel like crap and completely ruin the good mood you had going....at this point, I could care less that tomorrow is Christmas. I know I shouldn't let this irritate me so much, but darn it, it does.
Regarding my boss, he is back pedaling. Guess I scared him when I said I should quit since I am not recovering quick enough for him. Oops. Now he is calling me updating me with what is going on in the office. Working makes a great excuse for me for not doing something for my parents.... "nope, can't do that, I'm working".
My Dad thinks because my Mom loves staying home baking cookies, making sure she has the whitest sheets on the block, and the house passes the white glove test, that all women are that way..... NOT.... I am not that person, housework is like a project but you get to redo that project week after week for the rest of your life. Not like at work, a project has a start and finish, and you never see it again. Wait a minute, when do housewives retire?
Juddha...sorry to hear your Dad didn't recognize your voice. We dealt with that with my grandmother for years. With her hearing aid full blast, she couldn't hear us sitting across the table from her. But she swore up and down she could hear her bird saying "S.O.B!" in the next room. (Dementia in action right there...bird didn't talk, much less say something like THAT.)
FF - keep us posted on the job situation.
I *think* I might have finally gotten myself out of the doldrums. I feel a little perkier today, more like doing things. Still getting annoyed at little things that I shouldn't, but trying to grin and bear it. I'm sure I'll feel better when Christmas is over and done with. It just seems like so much work anymore.
Profound hearing loss.
i would certainly not become a slave to the parents. It will be hard but tell them ahead of time you are going to quit driving them arount. They can't get into you jeep and you feel it is too dangerous for you to drive their monstrosity. i am sure you could find plenty of volunteer work to fill your time and make yourself unavailable.
Jeanette just tell your brother what you have told us. You and Mom are going to relax on Christmas and if they want to celebrate something bring the turkey over on New Years Eve and don't forget the champayne and you expect the good stuff not a Walmart special offer