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It sounds like it's been rough going for a lot of my buddies on LJ. I hope it lets up soon.
Wish I were having a better time to spread some cheer but things just aren't great. Dad's down to 115 and showing increasing signs of boredom, depression, lack of motivation. I don't think antidepressants are going to do a lot of good since I get the feeling that he's going to be part of that statistic of couples that the other doesn't last long after the first one goes.
I missed a call from Dad and when I called him back six minutes later, it seems that he'd called Sis. He was saying something about not being able to move and when I mentioned pushing the button he says it doesn't work. I'm suspecting that it's more on the understaffed weekend that it's being ignored. I went to text Sis to ask if she called the facility to report anything and she'd texted me asking me to call him and calm him down (I tried, I have no clue what's going on with him). She also started ranting on text about being busy and "getting no help" and that bullshit again. It was shortly before lunch would be brought so I'm hoping that they've been able to take care of his need.
I won't be guilted anymore. For YEARS now when she decides to abandon the parents, I'm the cheerleader, the organizer from a distance, the one that made sure they were fed when neither of them could drive anymore and yet somehow that isn't good enough? I am TIRED. Sis even facetimes when she visits him for me to put on the happy face and performance to try to lift his mood. Yet somehow that's not "help."
She was whining yesterday about not getting to take a vacation because her trip to Vegas was allllll the way back in October. I made a quiet "heh" noise since I haven't taken a vacation in many, many years, mostly because I can't sleep in a regular bed but because I also don't have a reliable catsitter. Sis heard that and hmphed that I DID have a "vacation" to NYC recently.
Seriously? A half day venture into the city to have a meal and hang out with a friend qualifies as a whole-ass vacation?
Whatever again.
I have a picowrimo assignment this month since I've a feeling it'll be needed sooner rather than later. Since I'm the only writer in the family, I need to get around to writing Dad's obituary so I don't have to throw it together on the fly like I did Mom.
Considering I tried calling Dad back a couple hours later and didn't get an answer. I hope it's not THAT soon, but I don't want to call again today to find out.
I'm tired.
Wish I were having a better time to spread some cheer but things just aren't great. Dad's down to 115 and showing increasing signs of boredom, depression, lack of motivation. I don't think antidepressants are going to do a lot of good since I get the feeling that he's going to be part of that statistic of couples that the other doesn't last long after the first one goes.
I missed a call from Dad and when I called him back six minutes later, it seems that he'd called Sis. He was saying something about not being able to move and when I mentioned pushing the button he says it doesn't work. I'm suspecting that it's more on the understaffed weekend that it's being ignored. I went to text Sis to ask if she called the facility to report anything and she'd texted me asking me to call him and calm him down (I tried, I have no clue what's going on with him). She also started ranting on text about being busy and "getting no help" and that bullshit again. It was shortly before lunch would be brought so I'm hoping that they've been able to take care of his need.
I won't be guilted anymore. For YEARS now when she decides to abandon the parents, I'm the cheerleader, the organizer from a distance, the one that made sure they were fed when neither of them could drive anymore and yet somehow that isn't good enough? I am TIRED. Sis even facetimes when she visits him for me to put on the happy face and performance to try to lift his mood. Yet somehow that's not "help."
She was whining yesterday about not getting to take a vacation because her trip to Vegas was allllll the way back in October. I made a quiet "heh" noise since I haven't taken a vacation in many, many years, mostly because I can't sleep in a regular bed but because I also don't have a reliable catsitter. Sis heard that and hmphed that I DID have a "vacation" to NYC recently.
Seriously? A half day venture into the city to have a meal and hang out with a friend qualifies as a whole-ass vacation?
Whatever again.
I have a picowrimo assignment this month since I've a feeling it'll be needed sooner rather than later. Since I'm the only writer in the family, I need to get around to writing Dad's obituary so I don't have to throw it together on the fly like I did Mom.
Considering I tried calling Dad back a couple hours later and didn't get an answer. I hope it's not THAT soon, but I don't want to call again today to find out.
I'm tired.