Dementia, money, and wrecks

I’ve been up since 4 am. I had to drive two hours from my mom’s back to school because I have to watch my grandmother on the weekends. (She has dementia) I wouldn’t really mind doing it so much if it weren’t for the fact that my sister lives five minutes away from my mom. She said it wasn’t fair that she had to watch her more than me, throughout the week while I was at college…but mom babysits for her. And she has no job, nor does her husband. My mom pays all their bills. Yeah, she gives me money too, but she gets the money for me from a parent loan and she keeps half for herself. The money she gives Stephanie comes from the checks our grandma gets….which would pay for her to be in a nursing home.

She got mad when I told her I wanted to go home Sunday evenings so I could sleep in my own bed and not have to drive two hours home before class. She said, "I wake up at five am all the time, why can’t you?" It’s not the waking up that’s the issue. I hate driving, and it’s gotten worse since the wreck. If her husband had lost part of his brain and the ability to love her, I wouldn’t ask her to watch our grandmother. She asks it of me. I didn’t mention that fact because I shouldn’t have to. I shouldn’t have to remind her that I only just lost my fiance’ two months ago, because even though the accident happened in January, I didn’t know to the extent of how much his frontal lobe loss had effected him until this past summer.

I digress. I’ve held a lot of resentment towards my sister since she blamed me for her husband trying to essentially molest me back when I was sixteen. And then more so when my mom had to take money my grandparents saved for me (they did it for all four of their grandkids, I was the only one who didn’t get money for college because of this.) to pay for bills while I wasn’t even living with them. I had moved four hours away to go to a art high school, and no, it didn’t cost anything. I felt like mom wouldn’t have had to take it if it weren’t for my sister leeching. And I say take instead of borrow because she never told me until after. Along with a few thousand dollars that I had saved up (money from dad dying and money from working at Wendy’s.), because she had access to my account, and I only found out because I tried to buy food and..what? I couldn’t.

I guess I didn’t really digress. My bad. I’m not a morning person. I forgave my mom. She’s my mom, she takes care of me, yadda yadda. I just wish she had asked or told me before I asked her about it.

I don’t even have class until ten but I had to leave when I did because my roommate has class at 8 and she has no car…See, she was driving Trey and I to go visit her mom for Christmas break. And that was the accident that Trey lost part of his brain in. We had three cats in a zip up carrier. Trey fed them, and then Amanda’s cat got loose and jumped in her lap. She tried to hand him to me, swerved towards a semi, swerved away, and we fishtailed. Then we flipped four or five times into the median. Trey wasn’t wearing his seat-belt. He broke every bone in his face, and about half of his frontal lobe was damaged to the point of being dead tissue.

http://www.wkrn.com/story/13780407/rollover-crash-shuts-down-i-40-east-in-bellevue?redirected=true