Saturday, October 16, 2010

As Bon Jovi says “It’s My Life”

My blog has become boring – I know it, you know it.  My blog used to represent who I am and what I do, but somewhere along the way, it’s changed and I’ve kept what’s really going on in my life off my blog.

Three days a week I visit my mother in a Behavioral Unit for Alzheimer and dementia patients in a long term care facility in Mississauga.  This is just a temporary placement with hopes of getting her behavior and pain stabilized so she can go into regular long term care.  She has been IN hospital more days this year than she has been out and I was visiting her almost every day.  For the best part of a year I have been getting calls at all hours of the day and night and it sucks the life out of you. 

It’s hard to be witty and entertaining with all this going on.  I’m not looking for sympathy – I know there are thousands of people just like me dealing with the same thing but it doesn’t help that I’m an only child and we have a very small family.   Throw in triple by-pass surgery for Leo in the middle of all this, and you can see where I’m coming from.

It’s pretty hard to take daily verbal abuse for being such a lousy daughter.  You would think it would get easier as time goes on, but it doesn’t – it gets harder. I’ve already given Sandra instructions to push me in front of a bus before I ever put her through what I’ve been through.

Since what I am dealing with is such a huge part of who I am right now, I just needed to vent.  Please – no sympathy – just make me laugh.

I got two more blocks of Lovebird Lane finished.

Lovebird Lane Block 2 002

 Lovebird Lane Block 3 003

I’m going to give this a break for a couple of days as I want to make some dish towels.  I’ve seen them done in a couple of places – they are so easy but really look cute, so stay tuned.  Besides, it wouldn’t do to actually finish something!

7 comments:

bettyp said...

Aww,its hard i know ! Just hang in there and vent anytime you want!
( I have 2 Leos in my life,one is my husband and the other is my son)

Shelley: the Dread Pirate Rodgers said...

I hear ya, Irene. BTDT with an elderly aunt whose only child lives out of state, making me the nearest relative.

So, vent away. Doesn't change anything but it sure does make you feel better! And if you really, really, REALLY don't want anyone to hear you say the things you REALLY want to say but don't because you're too polite to do so, vent to the walls. They NEVER tell your secrets. I did that a lot. :-)

Bethany said...

I love your Lovebird Lane blocks! they are so cute, bright and cheerful. Keep looking at those blocks when you feel down.

Vent away :)

quiltmom anna said...

Hi Irene,
I will have to send you a cartoon or two- Do you know Maxine- She is irreverant, sarcastic and some people find her rude but most of the time she makes me laugh--let me know if you would like me to send you some of her silliness...
I so can relate to having someone you love with Alzheimers- Your plate is full to overflowing - venting is a good thing-
Wishing you a day filled with laughter-
Warmest regards,
Anna

Quiltbug said...

Would a big hug help??

(((((HUG)))))

Audrey
Markham

Unknown said...

Okay, you asked for it, you want a laugh Irene...here goes....
There once was a man from Nantucket...

Oh Geez better not go there!!!! LOL

You think you got problems??? I've had company for 11 days in a row now!!! Hee Hee

So .."suck it up Missy"...put on your big girl panties and deal with it"!!!!
Hope I brought a smile to your face..
Now march back in there MIssy and get back to your passion...quilting will bring you through it...I know, I did me!! (with a few chuckles along the way)
Love
Ruth

Rian said...

I hear ya. When Jim was diagnosed with Alzheimer's last year (turned out to be wrong, but the devastation was still real at the time) I went brain-dead. Whatever wit I had (which ain't much) went south. The best advice I can give you for a laugh is rent "Young Frankenstein" and "Some Like it Hot" and have a hoot.

PS I didn't think your blog was getting boring.