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Aug. 9th, 2004 11:22 pmWent for a swim again this morning, then out for breakfast. We shared. Had the beginning of the 'talk' about what is going to happen in the future.
Had a bit of a scare this evening, not a scare really, a mix-up, no a miscommunication, no, a non-communication event. About Mother's pills. Auntie Nurse may be upset with me in the morning. Mother may wake up with orange and chartruese spots all over her body. My fingers are crossed that this will not be the case, the there is a chance there is a mix-up on her meds.
Tomorrow Mother and i go to Minnesota, or is it Wisconsin to visit her cousin. This has become a yearly pilgrimmage. We are going at the front end of my stay, rather than wait until Mother says it's time. Last year there were some hard feelings on her side because i kept waiting for her to say when she wanted to go, and she kept waiting for me to say let's do it. When it got to the last week, and i asked when we were going she got in a snit and said she didn't even want to go, becaus it would put me out too much. Can you spell guilt trip? To avoid that this year, i have jumped her gun. i will not let her lay the guilt on me. i will NOT.
Auntie Nurse gave me a pair of her shorts. And they fit. i had the decency to not ask why she was giving them to me. i was just tickled that i could wear something of hers. That has not been possible for about 100 years.
Yahoo email is giving me fits, or Mother's computer is, i'm not sure which.
All is quiet now, Mother is in bed with the TV on to lull her brain to sleep, Sarah is at camp, having a grand time, Sister and her sweetie are snug in their beds, probably talking about me, who me paranoid? Why does family have to be such a curse while it is such a blessing?
Had a bit of a scare this evening, not a scare really, a mix-up, no a miscommunication, no, a non-communication event. About Mother's pills. Auntie Nurse may be upset with me in the morning. Mother may wake up with orange and chartruese spots all over her body. My fingers are crossed that this will not be the case, the there is a chance there is a mix-up on her meds.
Tomorrow Mother and i go to Minnesota, or is it Wisconsin to visit her cousin. This has become a yearly pilgrimmage. We are going at the front end of my stay, rather than wait until Mother says it's time. Last year there were some hard feelings on her side because i kept waiting for her to say when she wanted to go, and she kept waiting for me to say let's do it. When it got to the last week, and i asked when we were going she got in a snit and said she didn't even want to go, becaus it would put me out too much. Can you spell guilt trip? To avoid that this year, i have jumped her gun. i will not let her lay the guilt on me. i will NOT.
Auntie Nurse gave me a pair of her shorts. And they fit. i had the decency to not ask why she was giving them to me. i was just tickled that i could wear something of hers. That has not been possible for about 100 years.
Yahoo email is giving me fits, or Mother's computer is, i'm not sure which.
All is quiet now, Mother is in bed with the TV on to lull her brain to sleep, Sarah is at camp, having a grand time, Sister and her sweetie are snug in their beds, probably talking about me, who me paranoid? Why does family have to be such a curse while it is such a blessing?
