I’m gonna jump in here and tell Kanga to take the dog. Do not feel guilty
about your decision–you probably are. You are the child. I feel bad for your Mom
but she is the Mom. Sounds like she has a bit of denial going on. You don’t know me
from Adam’s housecat. I had a mean Dad who has passed, I feel your pain. I think
my Dad had AD just not
diagnosed. It was a blessing when he died. So,I will probably go to Hell for saying
that but it is the way I felt then and now. Best wishes to you.
ATT sucks big time. All the services we have which are cell phones, cable (go to hell Uverse), internet and landlines…don’t even get me started.:mad: The worst is trying to call their asses for anything.
Butters (nickname in progress) the only thing that keeps me with ‘em is the fact that I can’t imagine any other provider bein’ any better.
Same here** Swampy**. Whatever did we do before we had these services available? Put tinfoil on the rabbit ears, eavesdrop on the party line and write a letter?
{{{{kanga}}}} I had to run away when my mom got real bad, too. She didn’t even get violent, I just couldn’t see her that way anymore.
Apparently all the crisis happened this weekend. Breakfast Guy wasn’t at work today because a tree fell on his house last night. :eek: When I came in this morning, Chipper Mississippi the First New Guy and McQueen the Other New Guy were doing the night audit shift. I think nothing of it as there has been much training shifts lately what with the two new guys. Half an hour after Big Boss came in, he asked how Night Audit Lady was when I saw her Saturday morning. I mentioned she was okay except for her allergies which have been bad for a while. Then he told me why he was asking.
She was taken to the hospital Sunday night with a bad case of not breathing. :eek::eek::eek: Apparently there’s mold in her house and that’s why her allergies were so bad. She just got out of the hospital after a bout of pneumonia about a month ago and she started smoking again. :mad: She’s not doing well. Detailed AGM is afraid she’s going to have to go on a respirator. Honestly, I don’t have a good feeling about this at all.
Wow Spaz! Here’s hopin’ for the best for NAL. Also, poor BG. I can’t even imagine that! There’s a Bradford pear right outside the garage here at da cave. I am suddenly possessed of an urge to grab a chainsaw go all Texas Chainsaw Massacre on it. :eek:
Butters don’t forget standin’ at the fence gossipin’ with the neighbors. 
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ATT sucks big time. All the services we have which are cell phones, cable (go to hell Uverse), internet and landlines…don’t even get me started.:mad: The worst is trying to call their asses for anything.
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Maybe I’ve been fairly lucky with them. It did take them two additional truck rolls to get my Uverse working right, but it’s nice now, and there was a relatively minor snag in the billing, but like they say, what’s the option? In the past two months, I’ve only had to threaten to cancel everything once.
If you want real phone lines, they really don’t have any competition. For TV, pretty much any wired cable TV company makes them look like a bunch of benevolent experts, and not much competition either for broadband. I do know that my great-uncle Alexander would be terribly upset if he could see the company now.
I could write a book. My biggest complaint is the lack of phone support. Why do they not have one phone number to handle all their services? :smack::smack: Billing sucks as well. Guess this is a first world problem.
ETA Alexander Graham Bell? For real? How you doin?
Besides Butters, gotti likes his love interests burly like me.
So, I’ve been reading along here and it sounds like everyone could use hugs. But especially Kanga. Is it too late to recommend taking the dog? Glad to hear you’ve made yourself the priority in this situation. I hope your mother is able to overcome her denial, but - unfortunately - from what you’ve shared, that seems unlikely to happen soon.
I agree with tugig. You can plant new stuff when you get to Texas.
Crappy day. Hopefully tomorrow will be better. Small potatoes compared to crappy days that have been recounted here.
Good thoughts and prayers for NAL’s recovery, Spaz. Hope BG was able to deal with tree stuff without too much hassle.
Off to locate dinner.
Extra hugs for all.
GT
Buttercup? Princess, of course! (The Princess Bride?=Buttercup)
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Why do they not have one phone number to handle all their services? :smack::smack: Billing sucks as well. Guess this is a first world problem.
ETA Alexander Graham Bell? For real? How you doin?
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It is ironic that the phone company is difficult to reach by phone.
As for the uncle, he was Alexander G., not Alexander G. Bell. Still, he was an innovator in the telephone industry.
Wow. I just . . . um . . . when did my family get this fucked up?
I finally get a chance to talk to my best friend in Austin, who won’t be able to take me in long term but is going to ask around her family and friends. My younger brother also indicated that it would be “acceptable” for me to stay with him for one or two months.
My older brother overheard the conversation, came back when I was finished, and asked me (which for him is the equivalent of anyone else’s begging) to please stay, as we are family, and we are all each other has.
Mom gets home, and what was a developing heart-to-heart with my brother (a once in a decade event) is interrupted for problem solving whereupon I am ready to beat my own mother with a dead fish.
You know how in shows like Hoarders, the home owner is completely oblivious to how bad the situation has gotten? The idea of the boiled frog? Yeah. Because Dad isn’t violent today, there’s no need to take days off to get to the VA, make the application, see a lawyer, or do whatever the hell is necessary to do. Because the police didn’t press charges or arrest Dad, Dad didn’t actually attack me. And I’m bringing it up again because I’m still mad.
Okay, never mind that - fuck yes - I’m still mad and have every reason to be, let’s talk about the dangers of Dad now being capable of violence. Let’s talk about him wandering off, getting angry at someone, and attacking him and then being arrested and having charges pressed. Let’s talk about him possibly attacking the police. Let’s talk about the possibility of a civil suit because we have evidence that he’s a danger to others and haven’t placed him in a secure facility.
And Mom complains that her sister tells her she should place Dad, that everyone at work tells her she should place Dad, that the police tell her she should place Dad, that- and I say “Mom, take a bath and buy a damn collar.” (Which is a reference to a fable that if one person tells you you’re a damn dirty dog, you walk away. If two people tell you you’re a damn dirty dog, check with a friend. If three people tell you you’re a damn, dirty dog, take a bath and buy a collar.) Her answer? “It’s more complicated than that!”
No, it really isn’t. It’s harder, but it’s not more complicated. It’s expensive and scary and sad, but it’s not complicated. The expense of a nursing home scares her. The expense of getting conservatorship terrifies her.The idea of being poor in her old age leaves her incapable of making any decision.
I’m done. I’m finished. I have two weeks to get my shit together and go. I’ll either stay with my brother in Dallas or friend/friend’s family in Austin. I love my older brother, but I can’t stay to make him happy.
But. Are you taking the dog?
I’m sorry, it had to be said. You hit the nail on the head, though, it’s not complicated but it IS expensive and scary and sad. I’m sorry that it’s had to come to this for you. Come to Ohio and we can party all the time. Ok, yeah, maybe you wouldn’t want to do that as there would be two alz patients to deal with instead of one. At least mine aren’t violent, though…
Yes, I am writing my paper. I’m on page 3 1/2 out of 5 and I have two more topics to cover so I think it will turn out ok. I just needed to take a break for a minute.
Oh, and it’s highly likely that the Bubster and I will be heading to the vet in the morning. He’s starting to get the characteristic smell that seems to come along with pancreatitis. It’s not serious yet but my methods aren’t making him any better so hopefully going to the vet will head it off at the pass. The extremely sad truth is that once he’s better I may need to find somewhere else for him to live or else find an inexpensive doggy daycare that will keep him when I’m not around to supervise what he’s being fed. 
phouka, in my own experience I think you are feeling ‘The Rubber Band Effect’, something I personally know all too well. A person, in your case your mother, grasped you (the rubber band) and has been slowly pulling you in a direction she wants you to go. You’re a good sort, so you play along, and you stretch, and stretch, and stretch until the day comes when something happens and she loses her grip. In your case it was your father’s violence.
Then it happens: Snap! you return to your normal place. Your mom goes “What happened? Why are you all the way over there? Come back here!” totally unaware she is the one who drifted, pulling you along, stretching you thin. Then when it happens you are suddenly far apart, but it is not you who has moved, it is you who has returned to the proper state of being. You are back to who you are, and the gulf between that and what you had stretched thin to become is incredibly evident.
We all hear heard the snap of you returning to where you should be. It is a good sound.
You are doing the right thing. I am proud of your backbone.
Yay! My paper is done and submitted!
I only have three projects left to do and one of them is just a revision. Hurray!
:):)
That is a very cool post, 2gig
Leave the canoli, take the dog.
Up, caffeinated, off to irk. Lauromat after work.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 53 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 74. Tonight’s predicted low is :eek: 39! :eek: There’ll be an iceberg in the pool!
gigity that was a cool post. kanga glad you’ve made your decision. Now stick with it and don’t forget to take the dog. I’m not sure if anyone’s mentioned that yet.
StickyBuns yay for submitted paper! I remember back in the day how it felt to have one done and gone. That was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back in the day.
doggio kanga should take the canoli too. It’s a long way to Texas so she’ll need a snack.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy demands to be fed. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. Speakin’ of irk, psychotic hosebeast actually got stuff done by the deadline. Chalk one up for da bear!
Happy Hump Day Y’all!
Blurf.
Happy event last night. I’m no longer a rescue squad probie.
The bank did not return my call. It’s their ball.