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The appointment, part 2

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July was the month of appointments, none of them mine. Matt had an appointment scheduled for his physical. I had a long list of questions to take with me. My mom never allowed anyone to take part in Matt’s care. She wanted full control and everyone had to do what she told them.

I expressed concern to the doctor how many supplements Matt was taking along with his medications. Matt was even taking a multi-vitamin with iron, although he had no medical purpose that I knew of to be taking it. I asked the doctor if Matt should be taking dozens of supplements. Was it possible his previous liver issues were due to taking too many supplements? The doctor said it was likely.

Then I discussed with the doctor the strict diet Matt was on. I told her I would like Matt to try a diet with no restrictions. The doctor asked Matt if he would like to have some ice cream. I told her Matt has no idea what ice cream is because he never had it before. As kids, we never drank milk. There were many foods Matt never had before. I wasn’t sure how his system would respond to a new diet. I was fearful he might have an allergic reaction of some sort. The doctor decided to draw some blood just to check if Matt was deficient and needed vitamins.

The blood draw was difficult for Matt as they couldn’t find his veins easily. The doctor said she could order allergy testing and even a brain scan to see what was going on if I wanted. But I told her I didn’t want to do anything invasive to Matt if what we were doing was working for him. His anti-psychotic meds are working. I didn’t feel the need to do a brain scan to prove he has schizophrenia or another disease or disorder.

The doctor told me the group home called her and pleaded with her to talk to my mom about Matt’s care. I went home and cried. I was overwhelmed with sadness that Matt was forced to live this way for so long with no one stepping in to tell my mom she was going too far. I came to the conclusion that he wasn’t sick, she was. It rang Munchhausen by Proxy warning bells in my head. It made me question everything I ever believed, everything she taught me as truth. I felt anger towards my mom for the abuse. I am so ashamed of my family. I feel nothing but disgust, yet I have to be the bigger person to make the decisions about everyone’s care. Was I making the right call??

Weeks passed, Matt started trying new foods. He ate ice cream cake for the first time at 49 years old. He really liked it. He didn’t have a reaction to it at all. Then he tried pizza. My mom found out that Matt was off his special diet. She became very angry and yelled at the staff member who gave it to him. I was afraid something like that would happen.

The last time we visited Matt he looked happy. I have more compassion towards him. I feel sad I couldn’t have changed things before. But my mom was the guardian and wanted to be in complete control. I couldn’t do anything about it before, but I can now and I am.

The appointment, part 1

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My mom’s first appointment the day her POA was activated was rough. My mom was crying and begging me to be able to have Matt overnight at her house again. Due to two recent medication errors, Matt’s case manager, nurse, and I made the call to not allow Matt to stay at our parents house overnight anymore. He was, however, free to visit them between 8AM and 8PM between medication times. My mom told her doctor she was not allowed to see him at all. Her primary doctor said she would be willing to be the second signature on the POA form and gave me the form to take to her afternoon neurologist appointment.

The primary doctor said that we needed to look for a facility to take care of my mom. She said that we should look into everything before it became a crisis and it has been at crisis stage for too long now. I told the doctor my parents wanted to stay at home and refused to go. My mom was adamant that my dad was going to take care of her. She said he was loving and supportive, which couldn’t be farther from the truth. Her doctor said in her 25 years of being a doctor, she only saw two husbands that were able to care for their wives and they had large families nearby to help. Not children who lived far away and were working full-time. She said worst case scenario was that I needed to call adult protective services to have them removed from their home.

After the appointment, I dropped my mom off at home and drove an hour to close the guardianship account my parents created for my brother back in the 90’s. The rep payee account had finally come through and I needed to close the old account. Upon arriving at the bank, the teller contacted her manager stating that I wanted to close an account that wasn’t mine. The manager said absolutely not as I pulled out the guardianship paperwork. The manager had to speak to the higher ups as I sat waiting in the lobby for an hour. When they finally talked to me, they told me the original account from 1994 was not set up as a guardianship account. Although I am now the guardian, they might still need my parents to come in to sign off the account because it was listed as a joint account. At this point, I was feeling really stressed. I was trying to hold back anger and tears as I explained I lived an hour and a half away. My dad can’t walk and my mom is losing her mind. Along with becoming my brother’s guardian, my mom’s POA was most likely going to be activated that afternoon.

I didn’t know when I would be able to come back with my parents. I took the day off to deal with everything. There wasn’t much else I could do and I had to be back for my mom’s afternoon appointment. After I left, I received a call from the bank saying the higher ups approved the closing of the account. I turned around and finally closed the account.

I picked my mom up for her second appointment of the day. She was still upset with me about Matt and was now crying because she thought she was going to be committed. The doctor was running late. After waiting for another hour, we finally saw the doctor. I explained everything that was happening, how my mom was getting worse since the last appointment. The doctor seemed upset she didn’t schedule to see my mom sooner. She signed the POA forms on the spot. Then she dropped the bomb of frontotemporal dementia. Since my mom was still crying, she asked if my mom was still on anti-depressants. I thought so but I didn’t go to that appointment with her. She told me my mom needed memory care ASAP. She said being at home was a major safety concern, especially with cooking.

I asked the neurologist about genetic testing. She said that I could if I wanted to but it was a waste of time because this condition is something you don’t have any power or control over and there is no cure. My thoughts turned dark, I would do anything to not do this to my own children and spouse. But I would have no idea I was losing my mind. For several weeks, I fell into a deep dark despair. I am still grieving the loss of my mother who is still alive. I am grieving the future I thought I would have. Angel did say something that made me feel a lot better which was that they were planning on taking care of me anyway whether I was in a wheelchair or lost my mind.

The end of June

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How is June almost over already???

I’m just trying to keep my head above water. It’s a big adjustment going back to work full-time. My days off tend to be filled with running errands, cleaning, and checking in/doctor appointments. I am thinking my mom will be ruled incompetent soon. My dad is listed as POA and I am secondary. Either my dad will take on being POA so he can force us to let them stay at home or he will resign and it will be on me. Neither are good options.

Meanwhile, I am changing things up with my brother Matt who I am now guardian of. I switched his account over to a professional payee which will be easier in the long run but is an adjustment right now. Things are getting really messed up because my mom is still getting some of the notifications about bills and doctor appointments. Then she is making arrangements for him incorrectly that I know nothing about. It has lead to a lot of confusion all around to the point where the group home thought he was missing a couple times my mom cancelled his transportation.

At times my mom still wants and thinks she has full control over Matt. She has been very unreasonable with his care and I am going to change that. This has lead to stress on my part. I had a nightmare that because of the changes I made that he became violent again. There is a sliver of doubt in my mind. What if my mom was right? What if I do the wrong things for the right reason? It’s a lot of responsibility.

Arabella had her doctor appointment in there as well. The doctor is decreasing her dose of her anti-psychotic medication due to weight gain that didn’t get better on weight loss meds. We’ll see what happens with that.

Alex’s car broke down, so I have been giving him some rides to work when I can. He moved back into the house which I have mixed feelings about. He is incredibly moody and can be hard to live with but I love him anyway. He is more of a responsibility than help most of the time.

Angel is still in the area. Thankfully since confronting her stalker neighbor, things have gotten a lot better. There haven’t been any issues. Dan has been on the road all month and will be coming home soon. But after that, they have no idea what they will be doing which has been stressful for them.

Paul has been working a lot too. I am thankful for him. He offered to take Matt to his doctor appointment for me when I was scheduled to work. However, the doctor’s office ended up rescheduling Matt’s appointment and I picked a time when I can take him.

I think I’m going to call this the summer of responsibility. I try to catch little breaks when I can. Yesterday I had the day off and went to lunch with my friend Jen. It’s the little things that keep me going right now.

The beginning of June

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Just like that Memorial Day weekend has passed, and we are well on our way into unofficial summer. I received an incident report from the group home after Matt went back after the holiday weekend. Apparently my mom mixed up his medication. If it happens again, I may have to rethink allowing Matt to go to my parents house over the weekends.

My mom has been messing up her own medication and my dad’s too. My SIL Carla spent several days at my parents house taking my mom to doctor appointments and going through her medications and cupboards. My mom had 30 containers of expired peanut butter in her cupboard. This was shocking to Carla, but my brothers and I were not surprised since my mom has been hoarding food for a long time. Carla also found out that the pharmacy has been filling prescriptions that were discontinued by the doctor. Everything is a mess. But my parents have been adamant about not going into assisted living.

After a long stressful work week, I finally am starting to feel relaxed. We just got back from spending the night on the boat and visiting with friends. Thursday night after work, I did stand up comedy. I even talked Arabella’s boyfriend into giving it a try and he did an excellent job. Friday ended up being a hectic day unexpectedly. The day before the motor gave out on our washing machine mid-cycle. Friday morning I had to go shopping to buy a new one. Then I cleaned the house. Afterwards Angel came over for a visit so that was nice. Paul and I rarely have the opportunity to spend time with just her.

The upcoming week will be another busy one. Next weekend will be my first full weekend to work. I will miss being home with Paul on Father’s Day weekend. I also have a doctor appointment with Matt on my day off. I have a feeling it is going to be a long week. Alex’s tour with his band is over now and he will be making his way back home. Hopefully he will tell us all about it, but he probably will not.

The last full week of April

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It’s hard to believe April is almost over already. The whole month seemed to go by in a blur. This was my first full week working in the ER shadowing other employees. So far so good, I haven’t been squeamish at all.

Paul and I spent my day off walking around the NFL draft area. Too bad I am not a sports fan, otherwise I would go all out. Paul loves football but he doesn’t get all decked out. I mainly wanted to check it out to people watch. We wanted to get some food from the food trucks but the line was a mile long and there was nowhere to sit.

The last two days have been cold and windy. Yesterday was downright miserable with highs in the upper 40’s with strong winds and rain at times. My son’s band was set up outside to play last night and we were absolutely freezing. I could see my breath it was so cold. Today it will get up to 60 and it will be sunny, so it should be a better afternoon and evening being outside to watch my son play in both the bands he is in. I am not driving so that is even better.

Absolutely everyone is sick, but somehow I managed to keep my head above water. For once my body has not failed me being around sick people at home and work. Arabella and I are the only ones who managed to stay healthy. Ever since Arabella got her tonsils out, she has not been getting sick every time a cold wind blows.

Angel and Dan made their way down to Georgia with their camper where Dan will be working the next week. They made the trek on Easter day. Dan drove the camper down in his truck while Angel followed him in her car. On the way, Dan’s truck broke down. He is driving a truck from the 1980’s. Dan’s dad is a mechanic who taught Dan everything about fixing vehicles. Thankfully they were able to make it to the campsite they are staying at. My daughter and her husband live a very frugal life which I am very proud of. But sometimes I just have to roll my eyes and laugh a little as they don’t have to live that way. Some of it is because I know we are the same way.

A couple things happened this past week that are worth noting. One day was particularly rough as I had an 8 hour day of reading policies for work. Over my lunch, I had a dentist appointment. They took my blood pressure before the cleaning and it was high. I have been checking it at home and it is still higher than it should be. I’ve also started getting headaches every day. Nothing major, but I never had headaches before. I am keeping an eye on things but I don’t have time for another problem. I’m too busy worrying about other things, like my mom’s blood pressure. Her doctor wanted her to come in and get tested as it has been running high lately.

Next week my mom has two doctor appointments. One is for a PET scan over two hours away from her house. My sister-in-law was going to take her but she backed out. Since it is on my day off next week, my husband and I will be taking her. I am not looking to 5+ hours of driving. I am really hoping to get some answers with this test as her MRI results were inconclusive. I still haven’t found anyone to take her to her other appointment yet.

The other notable thing that happened was that I got asked to be one of the comedians for a comedy show on Mother’s Day weekend. Patrons will need to pay to get in and I will be getting paid to be in the show. Not too bad for someone who just started doing stand up comedy a couple of months ago. Who would’ve guessed?

This weekend I am looking forward to my son playing in his bands. The biggest challenge will be finding a work/life balance trying to take care of my mom’s health without neglecting my own. I do have some fun things planned during the week such as trivia night and stand up comedy. I will plan on making time to do another update next week.

Spring’s new start

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I started my new job yesterday. For the rest of the week I will be working remotely doing a new employee orientation. There are 60 some other people in the class with me. This will be the biggest company I worked for. I never thought at 50 I would be starting a new job in the healthcare industry, but here I am.

Since I last wrote, I took my mom to two of her appointments. At the appointment with the psychiatric nurse, I requested my mom to be taken off a medication that is hard on the brain as requested by the neuropsychiatrist. The next appointment was the first appointment with the neurologist. The neurologist seemed very concerned about the condition my mother is in. She only answered 11 out of 30 questions correctly. She was unable to think of any current events. She told the doctor we were going out to eat afterwards as the current event. The appointment lasted close to two hours. It was stressful to see how poorly my mom answered most of the questions. The doctor also said my mom had a movement disorder typically seen in the later stages of Alzheimer’s. Then the doctor ordered another slew of tests starting with a MRI.

Afterwards, my mom took us out to eat. Paul picked the restaurant as a reward for helping her keep track of Matt’s financial records. I felt bittersweet in the moment. I tried to enjoy the time with my mom but the doctor’s words rang in my head to start looking at care options soon. Her condition is not going to improve. In fact, quite the opposite is true. After going out to eat, we visited Alex at work in the music store.

The doctor said I should make sure my mom is taking her medication correctly when we got back to her house. Her pills were a mess. She had only one pill container where she put both AM and PM pills into it. I tried to help her straighten everything out but this only made her angry. She yelled at me to just leave her alone, but later apologized. I called her doctor as well because she was taking a lot of supplements and I was concerned. The whole experience resulted in another trip over with a new pill sorter with AM and PM slots and the removal of some supplements she was taking way too much of.

The trips to the doctors and bad news really took an emotional toll on me. I felt more empathy towards my mom than usual once I realized how sick she was. At the same time I felt conflicted in my mind over how toxic and difficult our relationship has been. Not everyone has close relationships with family they need to caretake. Something to be mindful of when I work in the ER.

By Friday I was ready to get out of town and make the drive to Milwaukee to see Alex’s band perform at a brewery. The venue was packed, and not just with people. There were a lot of dogs inside, kids running around, and someone even brought their pet pig. A younger man even brought his puppy over to me to hold. They said animals were allowed in the brewery because they didn’t sell food inside. However, they had food trucks set up outside and you could bring food in.

Paul and I stayed in a German Inn. The building was a hundred years old. We ate German food there and each had a flight of German beer. Everything was excellent. Then we took an Uber to see our son’s band play. I am so blessed to have two children who are very talented musicians. It’s amazing to see an audience adore them. We had a great time watching the band. Then afterwards we went to the bar with the band. We didn’t get to bed until 2 AM. I felt bad in the morning because we were probably really loud coming back to our room as I could hear the other residents awake early in the morning. It was a nice little getaway before work started though.

This weekend we will be seeing Alex’s band again and going to a film festival. I only work half a day on Friday and then I am going to get my 7th tattoo. I am getting outrunning my demons tattooed on my leg. This is something I was planning on doing once I finished my memoir. (Although, at this point, I can’t guarantee it is 100% done). However, this Friday would’ve been my grandma’s 100th birthday. As the most positive influence in my childhood, and the reason why I am here today (both literally and figuratively) I am also getting a tattoo on her birthday in remembrance of her.

My grandma passed away 16 years ago already. I am going to throw her a party by lighting every candle in my house surrounding her pictures, watching old family videos, and just sharing stories and remembering the good times with her. I am going to make cookies using her recipe because every time anyone would visit a jar of cookies would be waiting for them to take home. I want to say I will be making her favorite foods, but I really don’t know what they were because she would always make my favorite foods.

This past week I experienced a lot of ups and downs. The sadness of my mom’s deteriorating health. The joy of watching my son play in the band. A small getaway. Starting a new job in a new career. Not having the time to care for others as much with the start of a full-time job. I’m not sure if this is good or bad yet. Arabella had her doctor appointment today. This was the first appointment I didn’t go with her to in over a year. The doctor switched up her meds a bit. He also put her on a weight loss drug as her anti-psychotic meds are making her gain a lot of weight. But guess what? She managed going without me. It’s going to be a lot harder with my mom. But maybe other people need to step up and worry about it, not just me.

The unplanned

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I was intending to write sooner but life had other plans. I ended up in the ER after I got a rather large sliver under the nailbed of my thumb. It was incredibly painful. Thankfully they were able to numb me up enough to get it out. But they had to remove a chunk of my nail to get it all out. This happened on my dominant hand so it’s been a bit of a challenge to do things. I have to keep it wrapped up for a week and watch for signs of infection. I’m not sure how it is going to look when it heals. It was a horrible and disgusting experience. I am not in much pain now, but I just feel exhausted. It didn’t help that I had my new hire physical today with bloodwork and a flu shot.

Other than the trip to the ER, this past week went well with a lot of fun activities planned. Angel came home and a group of us went out to eat and watched the musical she directed the music for. She wasn’t home for long, but we enjoyed our time together. Unfortunately for Angel, she got stuck at the airport in Chicago because the weather out east was not good and her flight got cancelled. But she did make it home safely and that’s what counts even though she did have to spend the night in Chicago.

We also had a group of friends meet us out to watch Alex’s band perform at a local brewery for St. Patrick’s Day weekend. I volunteered at a local film festival event. We saw our son’s bandmate perform on St. Patrick’s Day, drank green beer, and played trivia with friends that evening. It was probably the busiest extended weekend of the month if not year so far and one of the most fun as well. This weekend is going to be a lot quieter, but that is okay.

Last week I met with Matt’s case manager and program coordinator. I was not surprised to find out that my mom had complete control of Matt’s finances and medical care. I don’t want to control anything. My mom wouldn’t allow the care team to attend appointments with Matt, which is what they typically do. My mom also had extreme and strict restrictions on what the staff could and could not do. (Why couldn’t my mom be a clean freak instead???) I basically told them that all restrictions would be removed. They were all overjoyed, except for my mom that is. I know she is angry with me for not doing things her way and for not being able to control me. The way my mom treats me is hurtful at times. But my expectations of my parents are so low that it doesn’t matter all that much.

Both Paul and I feel terribly alone with our lifelong lack of parental guidance. I honestly don’t know if I would miss my parents much when they pass away. We don’t have that kind of relationship. It seems like they have been gone for years. I feel sad and jealous of stories of warm and loving parents. Parents that don’t leave a legacy of messes for their children to clean up. There is never a dull moment. But in some ways I rejoice for not being controlled because in families there are rules. I can finally do things my own way and no one cares. I created the family I wanted and what more could I need? Maybe grandchildren…

My best friend is going to be a grandma again. Her 21 year old son and his girlfriend are going to have a baby. It was a bit of a surprise no one was expecting which created a lot of mixed feelings. They are young, immature, and not ready to be parents. But who is, really?

I’m not sure what this next week will bring. I guess I needed a reminder that things don’t always go according to plan. Planes are late and accidents happen that throw off the normal trajectory of life. Sometimes, though, it is easier to face disappointment and suffering when you plan on it being that way.

Marching on

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I found a job.

It’s a job I didn’t have on my radar last week. I was hired by a hospital to work in ER admissions. I never worked in a hospital before. The ER department sounds stressful but exciting. The only thing I really don’t like is being around sick people all the time. My immune system has been strong as of late, so I’m hoping it will stay that way. This is not going to be a 9 to 5 Monday through Friday kind of job. I didn’t want a job with those hours anyway since I have appointments for family members several times a month.

My mom had her follow up appointment this past week with the neuropsychologist. The test results showed a major neurocognitive disorder. However, more tests will need to be done before we know what kind of dementia she has because it is not presenting itself in the normal way. She will need a MRI before we know more, and maybe more testing beyond that. One type of dementia the doctor thinks it could be has a strong genetic component and is very aggressive. However, my mom is older than the age where it usually presents itself which is within the age range my younger brothers and I am. The thought is horrifying that I could have this ticking time bomb inside of me. I am trying not to think about it all that much until we have more answers. But damn is it scary. My dad’s side of the family has a strong genetic link for dementia as well. I may have to start doing some planning soon depending on the test results.

My mom has been very confused and frightened. It’s terrifying for her because her memory is still within the range of normal. However, her executive functioning is at 5%. She doesn’t have the mercy to forget something is terribly wrong with her. The doctor said she should no longer be driving. My mom will need to do a driving simulation test and if she fails that, she will no longer be able to drive. She is not supposed to attend appointments by herself and it is almost time to get her power of attorney paperwork in place.

Meanwhile, I have become Matt’s guardian and will meet with his case manager this week. There are several things I need to figure out, such as how to transition over the financial aspect of it. I am hoping to have everything in place before I start working full-time.

I have been trying not to let the stress get to me. Thankfully I have a lot of experience dealing with stressful situations so I know how to cope with everything. Last night Paul and I went with family and friends to see our son play in the band. It really was a great time. He will be playing again next weekend…so more fun. When we are all free, Paul and I play games with Arabella and her boyfriend which is fun. I did stand up comedy this week and went to trivia night with Paul and friends.

This week Angel will be coming back home from out East to visit. We will be going with her and a group of people to see the musical she was the music director for. It’s been a month and a half since we last saw her. I can’t wait until she comes home again. We have a lot of fun things planned.

The weather is slowly starting to warm up. I saw my first robin of the season yesterday. The snow is starting to melt.

What is coming next

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I want to start blogging more again. Maybe I can try for once a week. I realized today I have been blogging almost ten years. It takes some form of dedication or insanity to continue that long. One of the hardest parts for me is finding people I connect really well with and then they are gone. Maybe their blogging experience is only temporary. Sometimes bloggers pass away. That component is harder for me then finding things to write about.

This past week has been difficult/emotional in different ways. The job search has lead to several dead ends. I was selected for the lucrative job I took the proctored exam for. However, I am sitting in limbo. It’s been over a month since I applied. When I reached out, I was sent a form letter stating that I am in a pool of applicants and if/when they need me they will reach out. My test results will be on file for two years and if I don’t hear anything by then I am welcome to reapply. But I am looking for a job now.

A friend told me over the weekend that she knows someone who works for the job I am waiting on. She said for the first 6 months they had to work 3rd shift until there was an opening in 1st shift. I am not willing to work 3rd shift, been there done that and don’t ever want to do that again. I would be willing to work those hours once in a while but not often. I AM, however, willing to work day shift (early morning is fine), 2nd shift, weekends, and holidays. I don’t want to work a regular Monday through Friday 9 to 5 job either. I just don’t think it would be possible for me at where I am in my life right now.

As of this last week, I am now the successor guardian for my brother Matt. However, I am not going to do everything the same way my mom did. I am not going to cater to his every whim. This is going to be an adjustment period for all of us and I am going to be pulling off the band-aid. At first I felt a tremendous amount of guilt for doing things my way, the way I think will be the best for Matt. But I had to remind myself that I have taken on the responsibility to be responsible for my brother for the rest of his life or mine. I never signed up for this. I don’t want to have a brother with a disability. But I was willing to take it on even though it was not in my best interest. There are going to be a lot of things I have to learn.

This past week my mom had her neuropsychological evaluation we waited 5 months for. We will be getting the results this week. My brother Luke went with my mom and I to the appointment which lasted 4 hours. We had around an hour to talk to the doctor about our concerns without our mom in the room. I think we were listened to and adequately described the situation. The last few months my mom’s dementia has gotten worse and she reached a new level of raw unfiltered obsessiveness and self-focus. I think she may have more than one personality disorder on top of whatever dementia she is facing. Spending time with my mom is very difficult. I have to limit it to once a week for my own mental health. I had horrible nightmares the evening of her appointment.

This is why I can’t look for a 9 to 5 job. I have several appointments during the month during the day for my mom, daughter, and will for my brother Matt as well. Also, I would like to continue volunteering for several organizations during work hours. My husband and I just finished facilitating an 8 week family class through NAMI this week. We had the opportunity to guide ten other people who are new to mental health struggles with family members. It was great to use my experiences to help other people. We had such a great group and I am sad to see the class is over.

Every week I am looking forward to several opportunities to de-stress. This week I am planning on going to trivia night with friends. The first time we did it, we won second place. This will be the second time. After taking two months off to teach the class, I had to take a hiatus from stand up comedy. I will be doing stand up comedy this week. This weekend my son’s band will be playing so I am looking forward to going with friends and family to watch them perform.

I am also planning on finishing the third edition of my memoir this week. Last year I was planning on ending it but so much more has happened to write about. I feel like I finally found a good place to stop the story. My plan is to have it completely finished by April 11, which would’ve been my grandma’s 100th birthday. Even though she has passed many many years ago, I want to celebrate her day and the life she has given to me. Without her influence in my life, I don’t know where I would be.

Other than that, my husband and kids are doing well. It’s great they are all in a good place right now. I feel like I am at a crossroads of sort. It is a very uncertain and anxious time, yet on the other side of the same coin is a sense of anticipation and excitement for what is to come next. I might take some classes and go a whole different career route. Who knows at this point? I think I should have a lot of answers this week.

Blue Monday

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Apparently I forgot to cancel the trial and tribulations subscription in time for the new year. It’s been a rough start and I am feeling frustrated.

Some of it is the little things. This past weekend my son was performing with his band. As I was scooting my chair closer to the bar, I smashed my finger. I didn’t realize as I was pulling it in that the seat separated from the base. I sat down on my finger trapping it between the chair and the base with my body weight. Man did that hurt! My finger swelled up and was bleeding from under the nail. It still hurts a little and my finger is bruised under the nail, so I’m hoping I don’t lose my nail.

Or we can talk about today. Today I found a worm on my cat’s backside. I had to give both cats, under protest, de-wormer and deep clean their cat boxes. As I was cleaning, dirty litter box water splashed on my face. Fun times! As I was taking the dirty litter out to the garbage, the bag broke spilling dirty litter all over our walkway. I had to clean this up so the dogs wouldn’t get into it outside while the temperature was twenty below zero.

Then there are the bigger things. Like our investment falling through, from when we sold our business, that we were planning on living on the next couple years. Now I have to go back to work full-time. All the things I have been planning had to be cancelled, like our road trip out to Virginia to see Angel and Dan who will be living out there for the next couple of months. I applied for a job over the weekend. I think I have a good chance of getting it. I will need to pass a proctored exam to see if I will qualify. That was even a big process because I had to update my resume and all the stuff that goes into looking for a job. I will also need to pass a physical as the job is very active. Against medical advice I started running again.

The other big thing is that my mom’s health is deteriorating rapidly. It has become apparent that I need to take over guardianship of my brother Matt. That is not as easy as it would seem. I had to take an online class and fill out a whole bunch of complicated paperwork. At first, my mom refused to sign the paperwork to resign as guardian. She doesn’t think anything is wrong with her. She is trying to hide her dementia.

My brother Luke came home to try to figure out my parents finances. They have several accounts that are an absolute mess and haven’t been balanced in years. My mom is refusing help with her finances. Finally on Friday my mom signed the guardianship resignation letter. Luke and I went with my mom to pick up Matt from his group home. Then we stopped at the grocery store which was insanely busy. Luke and I were trying to help my mom shop with Matt. If you can imagine what it is like taking someone who has dementia and is confused along with someone with intellectual and mental illness. Neither have any awareness of other people. Matt almost bumped into someone. I had to pull him out of the way. Luke and I were very stressed out. I almost started crying in the store. But everyone was very nice and looked upon us with pity.

I have an appointment later in the week to meet up with someone from the county to see if my parents qualify for meals and in home care. I’m still in the middle of the whole guardianship paperwork process. That is also going to be intensive with the financial reporting, needing to meet with doctors and the case manager. My brother lives 40 minutes away so it is going to take a lot of time on my part to get everything set up.

Not to mention doctor appointments with my own daughter. Arabella is doing well on her new medication, but it is causing her to gain a lot of weight. At the last appointment, she gained 13 lbs in 6 weeks, so I’m not sure if she is going to go through another med change.

I have a feeling it’s going to be a long year.