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I am so angry right now, my body is aching and my eyes are puffy from tears. I'm sure you know I went to Arizona to help take care of my grandmother when she had a stoke. I was happy doing it and I felt like I was doing a service for my family. I was helping a family member. I was building my karma. I didn't have any compains about going out there for over a month and helping out in some of her toughest times in recovery.
But now, I'm feeling like my willingness to help is being stretched too far. My parents, who have yet to actually see or take care of grandma since she was first released from the hospital, have nominated me to go out and pick my grandmother up in Arizona and bring her back here to Florida for the month of November. I didn't say anything, even though I'm in school, working and the time i'm going either of them could go. I don't know what is so special about me that I have to be the one to go. Perhaps it's the fact I know what to expect, but I have a feeling it's because no one wants to be on a plane with someone who needs help using the restroom. I asked my dad to try and get a direct flight, that whay I'm not waiting all day, it's quick and I don't have to worry about finding my gate AND dragging along grandma. You would think this simple request would be ok, after all, I am going when they could easily go and when I'm the only one here thats actually done something with her and sacrificed the time! However, this is not the case. Instantly, my mother decided it would be best to get connecting flights. She has no idea what kind of hell that is going to be. Her problem is me taking my grnadmother to the plane bathroom, which, no matter how many connecting flights I get, I still will have to drag her to an airplane bathroom. I'm willing to tell the stewardess that i'm traveling with someone who needs help and if they can allow me to keep the bathroom door open so I can help her go..like..in the back of the plane where the only ones that can see in are those who are in the back kitchen.
I'm angry now because more then likely I will have to go on a connecting flight. It's easier said then done, but my mother doesn't understand that. I'm angry because I feel i've put in my time for now, and I should be let off the hook until she actually comes down. Plus, if i'm the one who knows what to expect, shouldn't I be the one who gets to make the call on a connecting flight or a direct flight since I know what challenges there will be?
I want to move out, because then it won't be my problem. I hate saying this, but she's not my mother and so far i've put in more work then two of her three kids.
But now, I'm feeling like my willingness to help is being stretched too far. My parents, who have yet to actually see or take care of grandma since she was first released from the hospital, have nominated me to go out and pick my grandmother up in Arizona and bring her back here to Florida for the month of November. I didn't say anything, even though I'm in school, working and the time i'm going either of them could go. I don't know what is so special about me that I have to be the one to go. Perhaps it's the fact I know what to expect, but I have a feeling it's because no one wants to be on a plane with someone who needs help using the restroom. I asked my dad to try and get a direct flight, that whay I'm not waiting all day, it's quick and I don't have to worry about finding my gate AND dragging along grandma. You would think this simple request would be ok, after all, I am going when they could easily go and when I'm the only one here thats actually done something with her and sacrificed the time! However, this is not the case. Instantly, my mother decided it would be best to get connecting flights. She has no idea what kind of hell that is going to be. Her problem is me taking my grnadmother to the plane bathroom, which, no matter how many connecting flights I get, I still will have to drag her to an airplane bathroom. I'm willing to tell the stewardess that i'm traveling with someone who needs help and if they can allow me to keep the bathroom door open so I can help her go..like..in the back of the plane where the only ones that can see in are those who are in the back kitchen.
I'm angry now because more then likely I will have to go on a connecting flight. It's easier said then done, but my mother doesn't understand that. I'm angry because I feel i've put in my time for now, and I should be let off the hook until she actually comes down. Plus, if i'm the one who knows what to expect, shouldn't I be the one who gets to make the call on a connecting flight or a direct flight since I know what challenges there will be?
I want to move out, because then it won't be my problem. I hate saying this, but she's not my mother and so far i've put in more work then two of her three kids.