When I thought today would at the least be calm, boy was I wrong! I dropped my daughter off at her job and on the way home I filled the gas tank, thanks to my parents. My son started in on me as soon as I got home. He was saying that he is not watching my grandson for less than $3/hr and how my daughter doesn’t deserve to work, but needs to be at home taking care of her kid. I told him how it saves me stress if she works by her being able to purchase the things he needs and by her not being here all the time to yell and cause drama. I begged him to leave me out of it and to talk to her himself. He refused! He then was hollering how it was my place to speak to her about it, when prior to this he wanted me to keep my nose out of it all. I decided a few days ago to stay completely out of it to save myself the added drama and stress. No matter what I do or don’t do, it is wrong! He said he was not going to stop until she was gone from this house…
Ugh… Needless to say I have had horrible pain all day where it feels like my entire pelvis is crushing me to death. Warning, some TMI info coming up…
I had a very long period and then did not bleed for ten days and now I have been heavy spotting every day since. The surgery needs to be scheduled quickly to stop this madness!
So, in a few minutes I have to get my daughter from work and tell her what my son said. Then I get to hear her complain loudly all the way home in the car, which I am sure will include cussing. Then when we get home I am willing to bet there will be a huge fight between both of them. She had told me before that if we all couldn’t figure out how to watch her son then she was taking him and going back up north. I fear for my grandson in that situation. She does not care for him enough by herself and she gets very angry and even pushed him down before. If only his father would come get him and go to his grandfathers house, then I would know he was well cared for and safe. This stress is surely going to kill me. All the while I am supposed to be calming myself and preparing for surgery. I am trying to do that and my adult kids just will not allow me the peace to accomplish it!
Honestly, I wish most of the time now, that I won’t wake up from that surgery. Actually, I say, “If I will not be pain free after this surgery, go ahead and take me back home where I can see my son and sister again!”
I wish I had a magical godmother that would come here and out her foot down and get through to these selfish adults in this house. About how they must grow up and be mature, responsible and have a heart towards their mother. Otherwise, there is the damn door, use it!
I need someone with me for the first two weeks after my surgery and definitely during my hospital stay. There are four other adults here. I wonder who, if any, will stand up and be caring toward me at that time! What I would give to be able to have the surgery at my parents place and recover there. It is peaceful and loving………….