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jo_anne_storm) wrote2022-12-18 08:42 pm
jo_anne_storm) wrote2022-12-18 08:42 pm
It has been a shit week
Monday:
My sister lets me know that she called an ambulance for my mom. Mom fell "the other day" and was complaining about leg pain in the leg that she broke in several places last time around.
Sis followed the ambulance to the Erlanger ER and is told that they are doing an MRI or Cat Scan because she was blurring badly. Mom has a small brain bleed, probably from the fall. Surgery on Tuesday and more tests to check for further damage.
Tuesday:
Only now Sis tells me that Mom fell back on Thanksgiving. And has not really been out of bed since then. Her story keeps changing. Embarrassment, maybe? Afraid that I will judge her for how she is managing Mom's care? I have opinions, yes. But I am not the one working 12 hour shifts, barely making ends meet, and dealing with a home bound mother. I can't take over my mother's care.
Mom came through surgery fine, though.
Wednesday
The deep freeze went out. It was 20 years old. Lowe's does not have a similar one in stock. Home Depot might. But we are waiting until DH actually gets paid to find one. Because dropping $1k on an appliance when you have no income is not a smart idea.
We got most of the stuff salvaged. Some had defrosted. Some got forgotten in a cooler because I was frazzled. MiL keeps harping on how she has had the power go out often enough that she knows that having the freezer packed ABSOLUTELY FULL is the best option and she would not have gotten frazzled.
-_-
On a good note: Freezer clean out! The next one will be more organized, dammit. And a broken freezer is actually very useful for beekeeping. So, yay?
Thursday
The doorbell starts ringing at 3 am. And ringing. And ringing. And ringing. It got wet and had a minor hissy fit. It took awhile for me to calm down from thinking someone was dead or dying.
#3 starts a sore throat that night.
Friday
#3 has a sore throat all day. He is very pitiful and refuses to eat or talk.
Saturday
#3 snotty and coughing up a fit. But eating at least.
I dropped a package while checking mail. Which doesn't sound bad until you know that behind my mailbox is a steep drop to the creek bed. 10-15 feet, at least. And like a 70° angle.
Isn't there a quote about God protecting the insane and idiots? He must, because I slid down on my butt instead of going ass over elbow as I fell. I ended up having to go all the way to the bottom and finding an alternate route up.
Sunday
#3 feels better! Which means I have to solve his ugly Xmas sweater need for a party tomorrow.
I get a message from DH that a man I despise posted that a friend's toddler is in his last hours after fighting leukemia for 2 months.
The man usually has factual information. And presents it in the most self-serving way, always. He is a con artist and a horrible human being.
Our priest did not even know this information yet. I really do not know how the hated man gets his information.
I'm late to Mass because I'm upset and trying to find an ugly sweater at Wal-Mart, and gluten free pizza dough for DH. (Gluten free bread dough feels like kinetic sand. I hate it.)
After Mass, #3 is not answering my questions via Messenger, Kroger does not have the glutinous bread dough I want, so I will have to make my own. I'm seriously on the thin edge of bursting into tears with every step. I have to rush home to get the dough started for calzones (though it was more akin stromboli in the end) because the in-laws are coming to decorate the tree. They have their own trees at their house. Why are they decorating mine? I sorta get it... but, still.
Only, I get home and the in-laws are already here. No biggie. I still have time. Hours before dinner. We always decorate during dinner. Thus the stromboli, which is easy to "carry and eat".
Only, no... they start decorating the tree at like 3:30. I'm still cooking. Which is FINE, honestly. It got me away from MiL's micromanagement of the tree decoration. I do not enjoy decorating the tree under those circumstances.
She apparently told SiL to show up around 1-2 for this activity. Why? The in-laws leave at around 5, with an uncooked stromboli to pop in the oven after they are done grocery shopping.
And, yes, hated con man's information was correct. My friend's 15-16 month old son died sometime today. I was prepared for it. I have been since the diagnosis. A toddler with acute leukemia and multiple organ failure... I mean, hopes and prayers only take you so far.
So, yes, it has been a shit week. Hopefully next week is better.
My sister lets me know that she called an ambulance for my mom. Mom fell "the other day" and was complaining about leg pain in the leg that she broke in several places last time around.
Sis followed the ambulance to the Erlanger ER and is told that they are doing an MRI or Cat Scan because she was blurring badly. Mom has a small brain bleed, probably from the fall. Surgery on Tuesday and more tests to check for further damage.
Tuesday:
Only now Sis tells me that Mom fell back on Thanksgiving. And has not really been out of bed since then. Her story keeps changing. Embarrassment, maybe? Afraid that I will judge her for how she is managing Mom's care? I have opinions, yes. But I am not the one working 12 hour shifts, barely making ends meet, and dealing with a home bound mother. I can't take over my mother's care.
Mom came through surgery fine, though.
Wednesday
The deep freeze went out. It was 20 years old. Lowe's does not have a similar one in stock. Home Depot might. But we are waiting until DH actually gets paid to find one. Because dropping $1k on an appliance when you have no income is not a smart idea.
We got most of the stuff salvaged. Some had defrosted. Some got forgotten in a cooler because I was frazzled. MiL keeps harping on how she has had the power go out often enough that she knows that having the freezer packed ABSOLUTELY FULL is the best option and she would not have gotten frazzled.
-_-
On a good note: Freezer clean out! The next one will be more organized, dammit. And a broken freezer is actually very useful for beekeeping. So, yay?
Thursday
The doorbell starts ringing at 3 am. And ringing. And ringing. And ringing. It got wet and had a minor hissy fit. It took awhile for me to calm down from thinking someone was dead or dying.
#3 starts a sore throat that night.
Friday
#3 has a sore throat all day. He is very pitiful and refuses to eat or talk.
Saturday
#3 snotty and coughing up a fit. But eating at least.
I dropped a package while checking mail. Which doesn't sound bad until you know that behind my mailbox is a steep drop to the creek bed. 10-15 feet, at least. And like a 70° angle.
Isn't there a quote about God protecting the insane and idiots? He must, because I slid down on my butt instead of going ass over elbow as I fell. I ended up having to go all the way to the bottom and finding an alternate route up.
Sunday
#3 feels better! Which means I have to solve his ugly Xmas sweater need for a party tomorrow.
I get a message from DH that a man I despise posted that a friend's toddler is in his last hours after fighting leukemia for 2 months.
The man usually has factual information. And presents it in the most self-serving way, always. He is a con artist and a horrible human being.
Our priest did not even know this information yet. I really do not know how the hated man gets his information.
I'm late to Mass because I'm upset and trying to find an ugly sweater at Wal-Mart, and gluten free pizza dough for DH. (Gluten free bread dough feels like kinetic sand. I hate it.)
After Mass, #3 is not answering my questions via Messenger, Kroger does not have the glutinous bread dough I want, so I will have to make my own. I'm seriously on the thin edge of bursting into tears with every step. I have to rush home to get the dough started for calzones (though it was more akin stromboli in the end) because the in-laws are coming to decorate the tree. They have their own trees at their house. Why are they decorating mine? I sorta get it... but, still.
Only, I get home and the in-laws are already here. No biggie. I still have time. Hours before dinner. We always decorate during dinner. Thus the stromboli, which is easy to "carry and eat".
Only, no... they start decorating the tree at like 3:30. I'm still cooking. Which is FINE, honestly. It got me away from MiL's micromanagement of the tree decoration. I do not enjoy decorating the tree under those circumstances.
She apparently told SiL to show up around 1-2 for this activity. Why? The in-laws leave at around 5, with an uncooked stromboli to pop in the oven after they are done grocery shopping.
And, yes, hated con man's information was correct. My friend's 15-16 month old son died sometime today. I was prepared for it. I have been since the diagnosis. A toddler with acute leukemia and multiple organ failure... I mean, hopes and prayers only take you so far.
So, yes, it has been a shit week. Hopefully next week is better.