Feel Like Complaining

I am dead tired because my mom can see better . Huh? My mom is fully recovered from her appendix surgery and recently had cataract surgery on her second eye. She had the first one done about 6 months ago but still had trouble seeing well and used magnifying glasses a lot. Even watching TV wasn't too enjoyable. But the day after her eye surgery she deemed herself cured of all eye problems and now realizes how dirty her house is. Trouble with that is that I'm the one that cleans her house. I used to be able to fudge a little about vacuuming in corners and swiping down cobwebs. She said she was going to the bathroom and noticed all the crumbs in the corner. "Who eats in the bathroom?", she thought. Well, in my house you can frequently see my husband taking cookies into the bathroom and having a snack while.......well you get the idea. So I know how crumbs can get in the bathroom. And when she gets on a tear she doesn't know when to stop. So if she sees crumbs in one...

My mom is still in rehab following her surgery a month ago. She's doing better although has had a setback with irritated intercostal muscles and this has slowed down her physical therapy a bit. Yesterday we set up a time for the physical therapist to set us up with a rousing couple of bowling games on their Wii. Grandma got a whole lot more fun to visit when my daughter found out that the therapy room had one. So my daughter and Grandma rolled some bowling balls down the lane. The first game the Physical Therapist won, Daughter second and Grandma last by one point. The second game my husband stepped in for the Physical Therapist and Grandma beat them both. We all had a good time and some laughs. Who knows if she stays much longer, maybe we can try boxing. I have a husband I'd like to challenge to that.

My mom has been in a rehab facility now for almost two weeks. Therapy is going well and she has minimal complaints; really ;-) Overall I think it's a good facility and she could probably be released in 2-3 weeks. But if I'm dead of exhaustion by then who knows what will happen to her. I have two brothers but only one that lives in town. We split going to her house everyday to water and pick up mail. I'm not really sure why we have to go everyday but we do. It's a really nice mobile home community and I don't think any of the over-55 gangs are out looting mailboxes. At first I was happy to pick up whatever she needed to make her more comfortable but now I'm so tired of making the trip 3xweek. It's not like she lives out of town or anything but it's still getting to be a grind. And then I visit her 6xweek. I don't go Friday's, well.....just because. The lady I work for sucks the life out of me and by Friday I have nothing left to give. Plus the las...

My mom recently spent a week in the hospital. She's at a rehab facility now to gain her strength back before she goes home. To say that she is not a pleasant person most of the time is an understatement. I would not want to be her nurse because it's difficult enough just being her daughter. To give you an idea of how my week went and some of the things she says, listen in to her conversations: She finally was able to eat broth and jello five days after surgery. Mom: "the broth is way to salty and the jello was too sweet, don't these people know anything. I've cut way back on my salt and I'm bloated up enough as it is. And now they're giving me insulin because my sugars are too high and they're giving me sugary jello?????" She was finally able to eat more solid food. Mom: "The rice cereal was lumpy and tasted like baby food. It was way too much food and they know I've gained weight and I can't eat all of this. I don't need all that ...

It's 1:34 am. I'm tired but can't sleep. My mom had emergency surgery late this afternoon for a rupture appendix. I went to the hospital but she stayed in recovery longer than anticipated so I had to come home. I did talk to her on the phone for a bit around 10:00 and she sounded awful. I thought it would make me feel better if I could at least talk to her before I went to bed but it didn't. I went to bed but was too wired to sleep. Got up and took a swig of Vodka to calm my nerves. (This is a very rare, but desperate measure to get some sleep). I did sleep for about an hour, but that's it. Husband is home from work early and he's snoring, another reason to meet my computer for a late night tryst. I'm sure I will have to work tomorrow (today) but don't really want to. Working for an elderly lady is hard when there's another elderly lady who needs me more. But I need the money so that's just the way it is. Mother's Day will probably be spent i...