So, I owe you all a Mom update. This is long, I have to go back to, uh, January, I guess it was. There was a Wednesday when my sister went to visit Mom at rehab and her breathing didn’t sound very good. Sis wanted to know what the doctor said. “Oh, I haven’t seen a doctor,” Mom tells her. Then on Sunday, Sis takes Mom to visit a sick friend.
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I was working on boundaries with my counselor, but I wasn't ready to be this hardcore until the day she fell off the toilet, NOT wearing her life alert dammit, and I was like, "Okay, I can't do this anymore." If she calls and wants to chat or whatever, I'll chat with her, but I can't deal with the drama. Once she is able to come over, with more spoons, I thought I do biweekly Racko games with her possibly (an activity is always better) but I have to be strict with myself about staying out of her drama, not answering when she calls about every little drama queen thing, not allowing her to talk about her medical stuff or 'woe is me', steering her from that the way I steer Dad from politics.
I feel so much freer and lighter and less stressed in the last 2 weeks, you have no idea. I'm actually on break from my counselor for 3 months while she's on maternity leave, but I wish I could tell her how good I'm doing, she'd be so proud!
Stay strong! :D
If I start to waiver, you have my permission to bitch slap me around!
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I will either bitch slap you around or bury you in blankies and sit on you with the cats and Winston.
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Also acceptable!
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