03-14-25 mom, sigh
Today was pretty casual. I got work things done. I got volunteer things done. I got another burger in my belly at The Heidout, filling my card for the first time since I’ve been doing this over the years. It was tasty, but I’m sure it was tastier for people who could have the smoked Poblamo, which, of course I had to ask to be not included. It was nice to have a quick visit with the restaurant owner who I consider a friend, Heidi.
Afterwards, I picked up Gene from work and we went to get his dad’s truck and traded out my table that Ashlée had with hers that I had as well as sent home my IKEA chair for Gene to use in his first apartment. At first, I thought I was going to miss having the drop leaf table of Ashlée‘s which I had in the first place because it was the only thing that would fit in my small apartment before I bought this place. Now when I see it in my space and think about where I want to move things around, I know that my beautiful round table that I finished with the help from Mau, one of the very special homestay students from Mexico, is exactly what I needed to get back.
It’s a weird time in the world. We have a new Prime Minister, Mark Carney of whom I know very little. We are becoming super patriotic because of the threats from the president of the US to take over Canada as a 51st state. The saying that means so much to us has become an anthem of the times: Elbows Up! For those of you don’t know it’s a hockey term and it was kicked off in full force by Mike Myers on Saturday Night Live. So much of me wants to ignore it. I’ll do my thing by Canadian where I can. I am just avoid going to the states, but I also had dreams of road tripping to go see my friends and now I feel like this will have to pass. I stopped at the liquor store tonight to see how bad it looked because I heard that the government liquor stores took all American alcohol off the shelves. It actually was quite amazing to see how little was American. That was there in the first place, although what I learned was the number one section that was hit the most was the American wine. This is good for BC growers.
Oh, the Mom part. She called me this morning to say she had a cold, but she was in a good mood and then she called me just as I was about to leave work to ask if I would come help her get into bed tonight because she couldn’t lift her leg of course it’s not what I wanna hear at the end of a Friday when I can’t get her to see a doctor nor get her evening care for the weekend And I know it didn’t just come on todaywhich leaves me feeling frustrated. I did show up there just before eight and had a visit with her and had to be mean and let her do things for herself with my supervision so that I could see what is going on for some reason she has pain in her right growing so that she can’t lift your right leg up enough to get into bed which left me realizing that it wasn’t gonna be of any help to get her settled into bed if as soon as she got up to go to the bathroom, she wouldn’t be able to get back into bed, so I settled her in her chair which lays back and also stands up enough to help her get out. I am going to have to arrange for her to see her doctor or if it gets worse take her to the hospital again. she did admit that she hasn’t been walking and keeping active as she is supposed to. I am feeling very frustrated by this because once again she is barely able to walk and each time it’s because she has stopped moving sat around too much and let herself go. At what point is this not my problem I’m sorry I’m being super cranky, but I am frustrated. I have a lack of taking responsibility for her own health. I can’t go there every night and help her into bed. She’s also a bit of a night owl so the doors to the building lock at eight and I’m pretty sure she doesn’t wanna go to bed at 8 o’clock every night But again I don’t know how late the assistants come anyway. AITA?
triumphgal 