I cooked dinner tonight,
Poached Salmon steak, Veggie/Brown Rice/green beans...
Fed Mom and sat with her quite a while,
Went out and swept the stoops of her doors finally,
while she gummed her food.
Helped her up to go toward the bathroom,
Steroids ran out over the weekend and she's got swelling now.
Not sure how much catchup the same dose will provide.
The RN says we can double her Xanax to keep her happy,
she went to bed at seven twenty-five,
Voice finally quavering like the eighty-six year old woman she is.
I'm still on the Prozac, still twice a day.
Because I once was happy, I once was assured that...
"You won't have to be alone unless you WANT to be Lloyd"
But that is called "whining", and being "Clingy" by those without the guts,
to either stay the course or say 'NO' to start with, and PLENTY of
Experience to KNOW what she was getting into.
But I'm told that I'm,....
"hanging on to something that was never meant to be".
I'm not you know...
I'm just resetting to be alone after empty offers and promises,
And a terrible output of energy offered, taken, used, accepted,
But never returned.


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Today was a long hard day, tomorrow may be better, but there will be MORE long hard days, alone, knowing what it was like NOT to be.... even if only in collusion and deluding myself about somebody...
So i WILL be "whiny" by gohd if I want to!
Since I too could use a hug tonight, I will send you some.
Do somethings that are best done alone like a walk in the woods. You can hear and see thing that you can't when someone is with you talking and making noise. Feel better Lloyd!
I'll live but it is damn sure no fun alone here.
I really feel for you Lloyd but I know you'll get through this and feel okay again but you are already okay. It's a heavy weight and I'm glad you're there to carry it.
I took my Dad back and forth to the VA hospital about a half dozen times, a hundred and fifty miles each way... Last couple trips I dropped him off (read "Set Phasers on Stun" to see what the VA is capable of)... and left him a week at a time while they zapped him with hard radiation.
Christmas time I brought him home about the 9th or 10th.... On the morning of the 14th I was at work running my print shop, just my secretary there and i doubled over with a hard pain thru my chest and gut. It came and went in a second or two, but Mom called from their house at two o'clock demanding I come home, Dad was dead.
The Old Man had always hated Christmas...
You're venting, and that's a good thing. You have people who care to vent to, and that's a good thing.
As bad as it may seem, it might always be worse. Look at the expressions of caring on this thread. THAT is a good thing. I, for one, as well as these other care. All good things.
Like the Boss (Springsteen) says "walk tall". Keep on walking tall. You will prevail, Lloyd. We're here.
But I can BLAME someone who knew eggzactly what she was getting into for starting to waffle the day that she was told she'd get a few GRAND in relocation/sign-on money...
Develop your inner room.
I am glad that you have this forum to express some of that here - it can't be making you feel good while you hold it inside. When I do not let my anger out - I end up feeling like i have a sack fo wrestling ferrets in my gut! <<how's THAT for imagery???>>
anywho - be proud you are helping your mother out, it cannot be easy
but be sure you stay in touch with your e-support group
are there any "respite" resources for you in your area? I hope you or your mother are able to find relief in meeting with members of a club, church or other 'interest group'.
My furrkids and I send you many purrs -
I'm about 'back'..... took months though and I hate losing the time... I just ordered myself a watch off eBay today... haven't worn one in YEARS... we'll see if the sucker keeps time on my, (some didn't years ago)...
"getting back in the swing of things".
Venting is good... sometimes it even feels good to vent ;>(
Loneliness isn't always about being alone, you can feel lonely in a crowd... been there done that...
Can't fix the pain for you, all I or any of us can do is offer our ears to listen, and virtual shoulders to help carry the load...
oh, and lot's of virtual {{hugs}} for you and your Mom...