Thursday, September 16

Today I am grateful for:

More gloriously beautiful fall weather.

Today was a tough day. As I've mentioned, my Mom slipped off of her bed a few days ago, and has been very sore. Family has been staying with her. She is in the hospital right now, because they took an x-ray, and she did indeed crack her pelvis. They can't do anything for that, and all they want her to do is keep walking to help it to heal.

This might actually be the push my family needed to finally place her in care. It's not something we WANT, but I feel like it's necessary. I don't know that it will be so bad for her, except in her mind. After all, her entire life right now is just a small trail from her bed to her chair in the living room, and the bathroom. She doesn't even sit on her porch any more.

With her hip so sore, before they took her to the hospital, she wasn't getting out of bed or making it to the bathroom. That's not something family should be dealing with.

Anyhow, it's just hard.

My sister N, who I have mentioned here, (the one with a very bad knee who is hooked on prescription drugs and makes up reality as she goes) had some kind of episode that might have been related to blood sugar, but also might have been from "medication". My Trainwreck sister was staying overnight, and found her lying on the floor completely unresponsive (though breathing). She called an ambulance.

So, ONCE AGAIN, the doctor is supposedly reviewing her medications. I imagine that N is doing that thing of getting pain killers from more than one pharmacy and more than one doctor etc. because apparently they keep finding tons of pills in her purse that she's not supposed to be taking. I do not know why prescriptions and so on aren't all part of a single database so that people can't play the system like this.

What I don't understand, is that this supposedly also happened not long ago; Trainwreck sister mentioned a few months ago that some new doctor was trying to clean up N's meds, and I heard the same thing maybe five years ago. How is she continually getting a shitload of new drugs that she supposedly doesn't have a prescription for? They are still from a doctor somehow, I can't see her buying them illegally.

Does no one actually take the pills away from her and dispose of them? Does no one follow up with the labels and contact the pharmacy and close the prescriptions? I laugh at the idea of a doctor just telling N that she doesn't need to take these pills, and leaving it up to her to dispose of them and cancel the prescriptions herself. You wouldn't trust a junkie to just throw out their stash and stop calling the dealer.

My sister needs some kind of help for her addiction, and surgery for her knee pain. Not just a nice doctor visit where they tell her to just stop abusing herself.

I told my Trainwreck sister to go through N's house while she's in the hospital and clean out whatever stash she has of pills.

All of this is pretty tough to deal with, because there isn't a damn thing I can do to make any of it better. I know I'm supposed to do that thing like know the difference between the things I can control, and the things I can't, but it still hurts. You still want to fix everyone.

So, I had a weird day alone at home. My sweetie is away visiting his parents, and we did talk, but still.

I did some fairly mindless tasks, like picking tomatoes and I mowed the lawn.

On a positive note, I've introduced the new cat to all of the other kitties, out in the addition where he's been isolated (two weeks, no sign of illness). So, tonight I figured he might as well come into the main house and see how that goes. My husband needs him out of the addition because we have to drywall and paint and do floors in there yet, and you can't do that with a kitty in there.

So far there's been a little hissing and griping from the established crew, but that's about it. Some of them are already a little bored of him. He isn't aggressive, and doesn't start anything with the other cats.

Wednesday

We had another assessor come to value the property. This is at the behest of the bank. Again. We had an assessment done six months ago, but apparently that isn't good enough. We STILL don't have a mortgage. This assessment is APPARENTLY the last thing they need, but I'll believe it when we get the money.

I told my sweetie that if this isn't good enough, and they ask for more stuff again, that's it. We look at a mortgage broker instead.

I had a good lesson with River. The first part of the lesson was with another rider, and most of the lesson was just doing things that are now routine for River and I, but were for the benefit of the other rider. I wasn't pleased about that because I agreed to share my lesson time with another person, but that shouldn't mean that the quality of my lesson goes down the tubes. We did then spend one on one time videoing doing the obstacles for another video show, so that part was good.

I spent more time getting the new cat used to our kitties.

I started watching season two of True Detective.

Gratitudes:

That the new kitty seems to be pretty laid back about our cats, even if they are making strange. He's not aggressive towards them.

For my general good health. I know I'm still human and all, but I generally feel good, and capable of doing reasonable work and recreational exercise.

That I did go see Mom. This might be the last time I see her at home.

That my Mom is being taken care of by family. She's not alone.