Category Archives: Family

August 18th

OK much to write about.  First, I did watch my great-nephew that weekend.  I started watching him Friday night.  I messaged Justine Saturday morning to see if she could come get him for the day at least & that I would watch him that night again.  I had woken up & was in so much pain & felt like total crap.  I was thinking that there was NO WAY I could take care of him that day.  She said that they were already “set up,” but she “guessed” she could get someone to come down & get him. I just told her never mind.  She had given me $40 the night before, but didn’t get him anything to eat for the weekend.  Mom doesn’t have much there to eat right now & all they had got him was like 5-6 small bags of chips!  So I had to spend some of that $40 on food for him & then mom also spent a bit of hers as well.  He was good for some of the time…the rest of the time he was screaming & having major tantrums.  I was beyond over it.  You can’t reason with him when he’s like that.  Mom had her class reunion stuff going on that day, so we were mostly there by ourselves.  Nothing seemed to make him happy & a lot seemed to piss him off. LOL (Not so funny at the time).  I got Dominic to come down that evening to help me. Then my other son, Matthew, came down for awhile as well.  OK…now I have a “ghost story” to tell.  That night…my ex had come down to see the boys for a few.  He then left.  We were sitting at the dining room table.  There is a window there that didn’t have curtains on it, that looked into the fenced in back yard.  I had my back towards the window & I was doing some stuff on the computer.  Maximus was sitting with Dominic across from me (so they were facing the window).  I was talking to them & I wish I would have thought to take a quick picture with my phone, but anyway…Max was just looking out the window with a “normal” face.  The look on his face then turned to one of terror.  I have never seen anyone’s face do that..except maybe in the movies & they’re faking it.  I got the chills & asked Dominic “What’s behind me?”  He said he didn’t see anything.  I told him that Max obviously did & to take him into the living room.  I then got up & locked all the doors.  Max was in the living room, where he got on the couch, covered his head with his pillow & blanket & wouldn’t move.  He kept saying “Dave no bite, Dave no bite.”  OK..Dave is my ex.  My mom has sometimes gone to the back window at night when she is moving the water or whatever & tried to scare us.  So I think that either Max was trying to make himself believe it was Dave out there just messing around or something, because by then, Dave had already left & he was definitely not in the back yard.  Whatever Max saw scared him A LOT.  I figure the thing had teeth (as he was saying “no bite.”)  Dominic also told me that while I was out of the room, that Max kept putting his hands up & indicating that he also saw hands on the window. So I have no friggin’ clue what that was all about…but I have no doubt that he saw something.  He will now not go outside after dark…even if we are with him.  Justine says that he has “night terrors” even before that happened.  Where he will scream, cry & basically freak out.  But he’s not awake & they have a hell of a time waking him up from it.  Then when they do get him to wake up, he’s still scared & looking around like he doesn’t know what happened.  I was thinking that was maybe a reincarnation thing…where they remember bad things from a past life.  That’s just what my belief is.  Matthew used to be able to see things all the time when he was a kid.  He sometimes does now as well, but not like he used to.  We were playing Bingo at the VFW once (it used to be an old hospital).  He had gone outside to play, because he was bored.  He was only out there for a few minutes before he came in.  He said there was a guy out there dressed up like a mummy & that he was waving at him. He didn’t know at the time that it had been an old hospital.  Weird shit in this world, right??    OK so the next day was Sunday.  I really didn’t think that they would be back too early, because the rock show didn’t end until like 5:00pm.  I messaged them around 4:00pm to see what they were doing & they said that they were packing up. So I expected them around 6:00pm.  They didn’t get there until like 8:15pm.  By then, I was so stressed out over Max’s constant screaming & fit throwing, that I just wanted to come home.  I love that child…he just needs to learn to control that shit. I stuck around for a bit to see if they were going to give me anymore money.  Well they didn’t say anything (so surprising), so I finally asked for $5 to put gas in my car. They said they would see if they had it.  Really??  So yeah they gave me $5…but then she bitched about it to others (not me) because she had already given me $40 & that should be enough.  I knew it would happen.  I called it.  She takes for granted that someone will just do things for them & will take their nonsense.  I was pissed but over it now.  I was just counting on a bit more money to at least get some groceries. Mom later told them that they were going to have to start paying some rent, because she wasn’t going to be getting much money anymore. Justine turned instantly bitchy & said that they were planning on moving to Florida in January & “starting new.”  OK…for one…what happens when they have no money, no food, no family, etc. when they’re down there?  What will happen to the kids?  That’s what I worry about.  I know everyone has to live their own lives & have their own journeys to go on, but the kids are too young to fend for themselves.  They can’t even make it here with family helping them.  But whatever will be will be.  I know that there are certain things that you just can’t change.  It has taken me many years to figure that out. Yep, a slow learner. LOL   So will see what happens, I guess.  But they DO need to give mom at least some money these next few months. Mom isn’t doing good at the moment.  Her back is pretty bad & she has felt pretty crappy lately.  She was going to try “dry needling” instead of getting an injection in her back..because with the latter, she has go off of her blood thinner…which isn’t a good thing.  Well she went in the other day to “be evaluated.”  The guy had to figure out whatever, so he basically made her hurt more.  She’s been in major pain since then. 😦  Justine called me this morning & asked if she should call the doctor, because mom had been moaning & crying all night because she hurt so bad.  I told her to do that & they told her that they would have someone call her back.  Mom said that she wouldn’t be able to go to the doctor anyway, because she literally can’t get out of bed. 😦  It’s horrible to see your parent in pain like that.  Especially when they are your best friend.  So I’m going down there here in a little bit.  Assess the situation.  We’re supposed to be going to Grand Junction next weekend to see my youngest sister, Cindy (Justine’s mom).  So I hope she’s better by then.  She was looking forward to doing that.  Matthew is looking forward to going because he will be able to hang out with his BFF Jacob.  Dominic…I’m pretty much making him go.  If I didn’t make him do things, he wouldn’t go anywhere.  Not sure if Phillip is going or not at the moment.  If there is a God (and I prefer to believe there is), then I wish he would give mom a break.  She has worked hard most of her life, been in some sort of pain for years, she’s never had much money, never been able to travel like she has wanted to.  I think that she should be in no pain & have enough money to do whatever the hell she wants to do.  But guess I don’t get to decide that.  If I could have any super power, it would definitely be to heal people.  Being in pain SUCKS.  When it’s chronic…it’s even worse.  I can honestly say that that day when I was watching Max & I was hurting everywhere so bad, that the thought crossed my mind that if that was the way it was going to be for the rest of my life, I wasn’t going to stick around for that bullshit.  Of course, that was in the midst of the pain.  I feel somewhat better now…so I don’t think like that.

 

I weighed myself the other day & was down to 314.2!!!  I know that’s still a lot, but it was lot less than before.  I have been taking my “water pills” as I call them (they are my high blood pressure pills) & haven’t been eating that much, since there isn’t much to eat.  I have found that I HAVE to eat something though, because otherwise my blood sugar gets too low.  In the 70’s yesterday, though I guess that’s “normal” for some people.  I tested a few days ago & it was 63.  I wasn’t even feeling “bad.” I see the gastroenologist tomorrow afternoon (yep guess they have a clinic on a Saturday).  I’m not sure what all will go on tomorrow, but since I have been waiting for over 2 months for this appt, I hope they do SOMETHING.  I don’t feel like waiting for another 2 months.

 

The other night, I had fallen asleep & then woke up at one point & decided I had better take my pills (Effexor for depression & Mirapex for Restless Legs).  I keep them by the bed.  Well I only take one Effexor a day.  It’s at the highest dose (225mg).  Luckily my brain was working thru the haze of sleep. I had put the pills in my mouth & thought “something isn’t right.”  So I spit them all out.  Yep I had put THREE Effexor’s in my mouth.  I don’t know what would’ve happened if I had taken them all, but glad I didn’t have to find out.  I need to be a bit more careful.  If I had done that with the Mirapex, it could’ve been pretty bad.

 

It’s a nice day out today, so think that I will get ready & go down & check on mom & maybe do a few other things.  It would be nice to be able to get some friggin’ groceries.  Tired of this nonsense.  I’m going to borrow some money from a friend later today. I have had to do that every month for the past few months..then I pay her on the 3rd when I get paid.  Thank God she doesn’t charge interest.  I’m thankful & grateful that she helps.  It’s money that I don’t have at the beginning of the month again, but it helps me get thru the here & now.  Mom is borrowing money to go to Grand Junction next week.  I really need some money so she’s not paying for everything.  She’s already paying for a hotel room for the boys & I.  I can’t expect her to pay for food & all too.  I can’t get a loan because my credit is crap.  There’s only a few things on my credit report now, but what’s on there is dragging my score down.  Guess it’s better that I can’t get a loan anyway.  They charge an insane amount of interest & I really don’t need another payment.  I was able to get my TV/internet bill down from around $195 a month to $111 a month, so that’s awesome.  I had called them to tell them that I just wanted the internet & not the regular TV anymore, she kept giving me lower prices ($165, $150, etc)  I told her I still wouldn’t be able to do it, so she got me “into a package” for the $111.  Notice she didn’t start out with that number first!! LOL    I hope all of you had a good week & have a fun weekend!!

 

August 9th

Believe it or not, I HAD written a post on the 7th…a long one.  Then I pushed some random button & it was ALL gone.  Yeah I was pissed.  So I was done for that day & I just didn’t have time yesterday.  So here I am..going to try it again.  I had decided that I was going to weigh every 5th day.  I didn’t think it was a great idea to weigh every day & I know that now that I have a new scale, that that’s what I would be doing.  At least with a scale, I can’t disillusion myself into thinking that I’m losing weight.  I mean gaining like 20 lbs in a little over a month is ridiculous.  Especially when it’s going to take me like 6 months to lose it again. Hopefully not that long, but with my track record…yeah it’s gonna be while.  So I weighed today (5th day) & I’m now 323.2!  WTF is all I have to say.  So even though I’ve been doing decent at low carb the past few days, I actually GAINED 3 lbs!!  Maybe it’s “water weight” & maybe it’s not…it doesn’t matter to me…3 lbs is 3 lbs.  So now I have to talk myself out of being depressed & totally down on myself.  I’m totally embarrassed that I have gained the weight back that I lost.  I’m so over it.  I’m pissed because I WANT to be able to eat what I want to eat, what I like to eat.  I don’t want to have to THINK about WHAT I can or can’t eat or WHEN I can or can’t eat it.  I have been obsessed with food since I was a kid.  I just want the madness to stop. I absolutely REFUSE to be one of those people that let themselves get up to 600 lbs.  Hell…this is it for me.  I refuse to let myself to get up to 325.  If I have to starve myself, then I will do my best to do that.  Though that doesn’t usually work for me, because I end up feeling sick & my blood sugar drops  I tested it a bit ago & it was 90.  That whole situation is weird. Before, it was always up in the 100’s & would get up to 200+ after I had eaten something.  Now it stays low all the time.  I’m not on any meds that would do that, so who the hell knows what the issue is.  You would think if my blood sugar wasn’t that high, that I would be LOSING weight, not gaining it.  I know that when I go to the doctor on the 19th about my stomach, that he/she will run tests, etc. & that everything will come back perfectly fine.  It always does.  Yes that’s a good thing. It’s also frustrating, because then I feel like crap for no reason.  I know most people probably think I’m just lazy.  I partly am, I’m not going to lie.  But I also DO stuff as I can.  On the days that  I feel good, I get as much cleaning & everything done as I can, because who the hell knows how I’m going to feel the next day or the next week. I’m going to be watching my 2 year old great-nephew at my mom’s for the next few days.  My middle son will help, because he likes babysitting to an extent & Max loves him.  But I know it’s going to kick my ass.  I also know that I’m not going to get paid for it no matter what my niece says.  She always says that she’ll pay or that when they borrow money from someone that they’ll pay it back, then don’t the wonder why nobody will loan them money anymore.  She’s a good kid, but they need to figure out what the hell they’re doing.  She’s 24 & her bf is like 35, I believe..or somewhere in there.  They have been living with my mom for the past 3+ years!!  It was supposed to be a couple of months.  Then they started having babies. Well, she was pregnant with Max when they moved in, I think.  Nope, now that I think about it, she didn’t get pregnant until 2 months after she moved in with mom. My step-dad died in July 2013 & my mom basically had no time to grieve before they moved in with her in March 2014.  Mom SHOULD have been set for awhile, but because she has had to support them (well at least make sure her great grandkids have diapers & stuff) she is in debt & has NO money.  The Army (step-dad was retired Army) has stopped paying her what they were paying her, because it only goes on for so long after the military member dies.  So now she’s even more screwed.  They pay no rent, no utilities.  When they buy food, it’s usually for themselves & that’s it.  They have one bedroom that they share with a 2 year old & a 5 month old.  You would THINK that they would want to get their own place.  Yes it’s expensive as hell around here anymore, but mom needs her house back & to be able to relax & not be so stressed out.  She has enough health problems without adding all of this nonsense.  The house is a disaster usually, because mom’s back if really bad (though she keeps going…she hates sitting around), so I try to help.  My niece tells people that she helps clean…but I’m like WHEN? lol  She puts the dishes away every once in awhile, but only after being told a zillion times to do so.  Her bf “works” on cars, but gets paid sporadically. When they do have money, they just go blow it.  Oh, he also goes & looks for rocks.  Yeah..that’s THE big thing around here. Some people have a TV show where they mine for rocks or whatever it is they do.  He knows them.  But there are only a few people who will ever get rich from doing that & I’m pretty sure he’s not going to be one of them.  I think the show is called “Prospectors.”  I don’t watch it.  So he’s always outside screwing around with his rocks or some random vehicle (that’s another thing…mom’s parking lot looks like a used car lot).  You know how some guys help with the kids?  Yeah really not him. Yes he changes diapers from time to time.  But to play with those kids or pay much attention to them?  Doesn’t happen.  My niece is in the house with them all day. Now, she’s a decent parent, but she doesn’t really play with them either.  Maybe more so with the 5 month old.  She doesn’t want to go outside with them or take them for walks.  Which I kinda understand, because Max would take off.  But she’s ALWAYS bored.  Always wants me down there because she has NOTHING to do.  I don’t know how I solve that problem, because I usually don’t do a damn thing while I’m there. LOL  Well I take that back.  Max always wants to go outside as soon as I get there.  He will throw a huge fit if he has to wait any length of time.  Guess he thinks that I’m the only one who will take him outside.  My 15 year old son stays down there a lot (well until school starts next week anyway), so he watches him takes him outside, etc.  But he needs a break from time to time.  I’ll call down there to see what he’s doing & she’ll tell me “oh he’s hiding again.”  Which means that he has had enough & is one of the bedrooms with the door shut watching Netflix or sleeping.  She seems to think he’s the built in babysitter.  So starting tomorrow, they are going to some rock & gem show about 1/2 hour from here to try to sell some rocks.  They don’t want to take Max.  But she had told mom that they were going to “have to,” because she didn’t have a babysitter.  Well, I’m not going to let them take him up there & then yell at him the whole time because he won’t listen.  I love him to pieces & don’t mind taking care of him…but for 4 straight days all day??  Not sure about that.  We shall see.  It surprises me that there are people out there who are willing to pay so much for ROCKS.  That’s all they are.  They’re just going to sit around & collect dust.  I don’t get it.  Yet they can go on-line to one of their rock auction sites & make a couple of hundred dollars sometimes by posting that they’ll send an x amount of rocks or whatever & people BID on these things.  Yes they have gotten some really beautiful rocks, but it’s not like they’re sapphires or rubies or something.  I would be all over that!! 🙂  Then he’ll say that such & such a rock is worth this amount of money…OK if it’s worth that much, then why don’t you go sell it & GET A PLACE TO LIVE??!  So yeah I don’t really believe some of the things that they say.  Her mom lives in about 4 hours from here.  She’s my youngest sister.  She has told them that if they come over there, that they would help as much as they could, but they won’t go.  To an extent I can understand that, but that’s a different story.  My sister should be able to see her grandkids, but they don’t even know her, because they can’t get over here very often because they work a lot & Justine won’t go over there to see them, because they “don’t have any money.”  It’s a stressful situation.  Mom & I both have had enough drama, first with Justine’s mom (my sister) & now all of this.  Yes family is supposed to be there for each other, but they are also supposed to help out & be grateful when family DOES help them.  I usually don’t have any money anymore, but even when I do, I won’t lend them anymore of it unless they need it for diapers or something for the kids.  She seriously reminds me of Eeyore sometimes when she calls to tell me she’s bored.  In Eeyore’s voice “I’m bored, there’s nuthin’ to do, nobody likes me, nobody wants to hang out with me.” IT DRIVES ME INSANE SOMETIMES. I know that was one huge rant, but I’ve been a little stressed out.  I can’t imagine being mom & having to be down there 24/7.  I really WOULD go insane.  The tension when I do go down there is ridiculous. Sometimes it’s not TOO bad, but most of the time anymore it is.  We play cards & stuff if we have time & all feel like it.  But not in peace & quiet.  Oh no, then Max wants to play & he wants to sit on my lap & he wants this or that.  I love him, like I said, but he needs to learn some patience.  Playing cards or whatever is NO fun if you end up feeling pissed off & annoyed after….or during!  I sometimes dread going down there & that’s messed up.  Mom & I are close & I’m not just going to bail on her when she’s as overwhelmed as she is.  My youngest son wants to move next Summer so he can go to high school with his best friend (who moved last year).  I think that it would be a good thing for Matthew to go back to regular school instead of doing on-line.  I won’t send him back to the school here, because these kids are idiots.  OK maybe that’s a little harsh.  They are, however, bullies.  Not all, but a lot. Then when Matthew sticks up for himself & punches one of them, HE’S the one that gets in trouble.  Which is totally fucked up.  So hopefully if we DO move, that he & his best friend will remain so & get Matthew thru High School.  A fresh start. Actually, he might even be going to the same high school that I ended up graduating from in 1987!! 🙂  I wouldn’t mind living over there, but I can’t just leave mom.  She needs help & there’s no one here that is willing.  Can’t count on my niece.  My middle sister lives here in town, but she’s always working & has her own thing going on.  She will be moving in a few years to be with her husband.   Another long story.  Personally, I think drama is my middle name.  There was probably some pissed off gypsy back in the day who put a curse on one of my ancestors. LOL  I’m hoping that my kids & my sisters’ kids (including my niece), will have it better & not have to worry about money all the damn time.  But at the rate that Justine is going..I don’t know.  It’ll be interesting to see where we will all be next year at this time. I know I had better be down like 100 friggin lbs. LOL