Drama
Saturday, January 24th, 2009I wasn’t sure how else to title this post. There has been so much that has happened the last several weeks. I’ll try to abbreviate them as best as I can.
1. My daughter made honor roll again! I’m so proud of her. She’s done so well this year. Two quarters in a row on honor roll! YIEE!
2. Ex-husband previously diagnosed multiple times as bipolar finally found a doc he convinced he is not. Therefore, he hasn’t been medicated and it’s been sheer hell especially the last month dealing with him. Police were involved twice. Attorney hired. Papers filed in court. Judge finally signed them Friday. I’m finally at some peace.
3. My daughter now has a cell phone which I swore I wouldn’t do this young. However, my attorney told me I absolutely had to get her one for her safety. Tried prepay and it was a total rip-off. They charged a dollar a day for days it wasn’t even used. Told me it was a mistake but told me they’d change it as a “one time thing”. Dumped the prepay and added her to a contract plan.
4. I currently have a “major sinus infection” and am miserably waiting for the high powered antibiotics I was given to kick-in. My asthma meds had side effects more painful than I could handle so I had to stop last week and rely on albuterol. Doc today gave me another one to try. Crossing my fingers they don’t have the same effects. Problem is steroids aren’t accepted too well by my body anymore. Now is not the time for me to have this reaction!
5. My grandmother is very ill. She just turned 88, is a widow and lost one of her two sons in August – her youngest son – my 59 year old uncle. Since his death she’s declined quickly. Hospice has been called and the funeral has been arranged. It hasn’t really sunk in yet because I just found out last night the seriousness of the situation and I’ve been too miserable with my own ick to go over there and risk spreading it to a whole nursing home full of people. Hopefully tomorrow I’ll feel better and can go spend some time with her. I’ve been told she’s sleeping a lot and is on oxygen. I grew up going there every Sunday for dinner. It’s hard to imagine her not being in that house. With my grandfather gone it means when she goes – the house goes. They built that house and I’ve known it almost my whole life. I learned to sew there. Learned some cooking skills there. Brought in rocks from their gardens and painted them. Saw my first toad in their yard. Saw deer come up from the river into their backyard. Went sledding in the rivine in the cul-de-sac they live in. Played frisbee with my dad, uncle, brother and cousins in the street. Rode my bike all around. Met one of my friends who moved in next door there. Learned what it means when a dog dies because their dog had to be put to sleep. Played hide and seek all over. Spent many nights there. Slid down the railing because they had a really long stairway. Played mega tinkertoys in their basement while admiring all the perfectly labeled hardware on my grandpa’s shelves. Watched my grandma put on make-up and learned how to do it. I’m glad she could be there at Thanksgiving. I have a lot of fond memories in that house and especially with her. I don’t want to let her go but I don’t want her to suffer anymore either. We all always thought her older sister would go first. It’s not looking that way now. It’s hard to imagine…I don’t want to let her go.
6. With death comes life. My brother and sister-in-law are due to have another child in May. This will be their second. Another boy.
That about sums it up for now.