A Little Bit of Everything
Dick and I have not spoken one word in two days! Not in person, not on the telephone. I thought that he would at least try to make a difference and
I thought that Dick was turning a new leaf because I dont think that he drank at all Monday. But I was wrong ~ he was drinking last night again. I guess everyone has to take a night off now and then. He can meander through life and not think of important things ~ like others do have feelings. His canned answer to everything is I didnt think about it or I dont think like that. How can one be so ignorant ~ all I have ever asked of him is to be honest with me and some affection. Simple but not easy I guess.
We lost the little tan baby. I think that it was a girl ~ she was a tiny one and had no ambition to eat. The girls did get her to eat one day and she really fattened up but after that she wouldnt eat again. I tried yesterday and asked them to try since they had done it before. I thought that they obviously knew something that I didnt. She would not stay with the other two. I would find her away from them and put her by those two brutes but she would shove away from them again. She moved differently than the bigger two (which I think are boys) and her head would wobble ~ like a bobble-head.
Yesterday after school I told the kids that I dont think that she is going to make it but to try to get her to eat. When I got home from work there was a note left on the counter top that we lost her. The note was from Dick so at least he was sensitive enough to let me know that she passed in the night. The kids were already sleeping and he went in to shut off the TV and radio (teen and pre-teen girls ~ they have to have that music. I let them because I remember how much I needed to have music on while I was sleeping.) She was gone. So he took care of her.
I keep telling myself that it is only a cat and we are not keeping any of them but it still bothers me when one or more die.
I had to leave for banking ~ rather than finishing this I printed my Moms birthday card and a card for a friend. I forgot to mail them while I was at the grocery store and the mailman had already been here by the time I got home. I think that I should send my Mom some flowers. They can double for her birthday and Mothers Day. Her birthday is tomorrow and always so close to Mothers Day.
Right now I think that she would really appreciate it. I talked to my sister on my way to do the banking. I called just to call and she said how did you know that I was just going to call you? Umm…I didnt but now you dont need to call me.
The papers to move Dad into the nursing home have been approved and the moving day is Friday. He thinks that it is going to be for about three months. This is not a temporary move! He doesnt want to go because he thinks that he will be like his Dad was. They moved Grandpa into the nursing home. He called and told them to get him out of there, so they did as he wished. When they got him home he pulled a knife on my Dad. It was an ugly situation. Dad does not want to be like his dad was. Dad will never be like Grandpa. Grandpa was a cold, hard man. My Dad is a softy and he is very loving.
I am an emotional mess right now. I know that moving Dad into the nursing home is for the safety of him, Mom, and my nieces. It is not safe to leave him home alone for any amount of time. But this is not the man that he has always been. I am not good with changes.
After my surgery Friday I am going to take off and go see him. And I will be there for Mothers Day. I have not spent a Mothers Day with Mom for years. Probably since I lived at home. I am not taking the kids with me this time. I need to go alone.
I did call Derek and left him a voicemail asking if he would like to go with me because it has been a while since he has seen my parents. He could help me drive and it would be good experience for him. Practice so that he can get his drivers license. So that he can register his car.
I left Grace out while I was at banking. Those two little porkers can survive a few hours without her. I let her in when I got home and she is looking for her third baby. Mew? Like she was asking me if I knew where her baby is.
Derek just called me back. He has to work all weekend so he will not be able to go with me. I am on my own I guess.
I best get to making supper ~ homemade pizza ~ right out of the Chef Boyardee box! The kids love it!
{{hugs}}to you. I’m sorry for what your going though & now this with your dad. When you see him this w/e tell him everything you have always wanted to say to him but haven’t. You just never know. I learned the hard way. Thanks for calling earlier. Although our visit was not long, it was good to hear your voice.
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I know it’s hard, but your dad will settle in at the nursing home in time and may even like it. Sorry about the tan kitty. Sometimes they are just not meant to make it. Good luck on your surgery. Is it the ganglion cyst?
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