How much can I vent without violating Someone's privacy and/or hurting Someone's feelings?This should be fun!
So... last week I ended up having to play adult and it sucked. I had to nut up and decide how to take care of Someone (who does not live with me) who was VERY VERY ill. Got the shit scared out of me in the process when I realized I had NO IDEA what the hell I was doing but other people assumed I did.
Man, talk about humbling.
It took a lot of fumbling and bumbling (with several hours of laying awake in the dark staring at the ceiling) but I think we finally got things set up where I won't have to do that again any time soon. And I must've done something right, 'cause Someone has recovered to the point where Someone is pissed at me for being too bossy. According to Mr. B's English-to-B-Family dictionary, that most likely translates to a hearty "Thanks, and good job!"
In other news, Young Son is just about to turn 11 this week. He's maturing fast (and breaking his mother's heart in the process) and has been toying with the notion of jobs he could have as a teenager. He's decided he could work at the day care he's gone to for the past six years, or at a restaurant, but he insists it would have to be a family-owned restaurant, not a chain. Apparently that's important.
The other day I got a txt msg from The Ex:
Quote of the day from YS while watching the septic guy clean the tank: "That's not such a bad job. I think I'll do it when I grow up. For two years."Sure, it's not exactly a mother's dream, but at least he'd have a steady paycheck. And after watching my follow-her-dreams actor-child's painful struggle toward her goals, I'd take a steady paycheck even if it did come with a certain... je ne sais quoi.
I was recently told, by the woman to whom I'm currently giving care, that she didn't trust me when I told her that I'd already given her her stool softener, and wouldn't give her more. We've had to hide those, as well as her pain/sleep meds, because she often forgets that she's taken them, to not life-threatening, but still bad effect.
ReplyDeleteShe did apologize the next morning, though.
When I was a Big Brother, my Little told me that he was going to quit high school and become a garbage man, because they made $20/hour. Uh huh.
Aha! Sounds like you have experience, Frank. Now I know whom to contact next time I need to buy a freaking clue.
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That Frank, always holding out on the stool softeners!
ReplyDeleteWow, Liz, way to piss off the sick person. ;)
Your son is aspiring to be a "caca-sucka," eh? Well, as Judge Smails said, "The world needs ditch-diggers, too!"
Hang in there, my dear! At least you've maintained your sense of humor.
xo
I don't know, Liz, my response usually involves slamming doors.
ReplyDeleteThere is so much to taking care of a sick person that you have to learn on the fly. I nursed my mother last year and I can't tell you how many times I thought "I have no fricking clue what I'm doing!"
ReplyDeleteSeptic tanks? Could be worse! When we had ours pumped out several years ago, I thought it would be a good idea to watch. Um, no. When the lid came off and the odious stench wafted out, I said to my plumber (who was there for moral support and because he's smokin' hot) "That is the WORST smell ever!" He just smiled and said, "It smells like money to me." It's all a question of perspective, I guess.
Hang in there, Liz! And Bev is right, maintaining your sense of humor will help more than you know.
My daughter will turn 11 next month and she recently "decided" she wants to be a fashion designer, author or artist when she grows up -- or all of the above. The sewer guy pay isn't looking so bad!
ReplyDeleteHer job tastes are changing, though. A few years ago she wanted to sell hot dogs at a concession stand for a living.
Hang in there with all the other stuff. It does sound like you did a great job under the circumstances.
No good deed goes unpunished!
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