Just in case I ever forget
Aug. 25th, 2005 12:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
susandennisToday's notes from Mom remind me why I am so grateful to have between us - 3,000 miles and 3 time zones. Yes, seriously, thankyoujesus!
In October - the one that is 5 weeks from now - and probably at the end of October which would - don't bother getting out the calculator, I'll do it for you - NINE weeks from now, she will be moving from her one room down the hall to two rooms. Ask![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
roadskoller, people move whole fucking mansions in this amount of time - barely thinking twice.
Mom is not people. We have to worry about every single thing 43 times a day. The good news is that Polly is in charge. Polly is a saint who takes care of everything for Mom from soup to nuts (heavy on the nuts). The name of her company is Smooth Transitions. It should be Saving Daughters from Killing Mothers.
Two days ago Mom lost her nightgown. "It's the one the Polly got me when she went shopping for me and it's wonderful - the laundry people stole it." Oh yeah, e-Bay will make you rich if you get enough of those stolen nightgowns.
Today she had a dentist appointment and an eye appointment. She has a problem with her bite that makes it hard to eat meat she says. "The dentist says he can't do anything until I can take an antibiotic." She can't take an antibiotic without talking to her doctor because she is on so many different drugs that the least little thing can throw them all out of whack.
"The dentist is really adorable. It was Polly's idea to go to him. Do you think she's getting paid by him and by me?" Oh yeah, Polly - who does not charge Mom nearly enough for all she does, is now a pimp for a dentist??! I really don't think so.
Her traveling oxygen tank won't fill up any more. (Or more likely, she has forgotten how to do it.) The oxygen man comes on Wednesday. She says he didn't come yesterday. This translates to he came but she didn't see him. She hates him. She avoids him. And then she says he didn't come. She had lunch delivered to her room so she could save her oxygen for her eye doctor appointment.
The latest note is that they got to the eye doctor's to find out the appointment is October 25. "I wrote it down wrong and Polly had it wrong because I told her."
I'm guessing since she's still alive to send notes, she has not run out of oxygen yet.
I'll just copy the latest one - it came in minutes ago:
In October - the one that is 5 weeks from now - and probably at the end of October which would - don't bother getting out the calculator, I'll do it for you - NINE weeks from now, she will be moving from her one room down the hall to two rooms. Ask
roadskoller, people move whole fucking mansions in this amount of time - barely thinking twice.Mom is not people. We have to worry about every single thing 43 times a day. The good news is that Polly is in charge. Polly is a saint who takes care of everything for Mom from soup to nuts (heavy on the nuts). The name of her company is Smooth Transitions. It should be Saving Daughters from Killing Mothers.
Two days ago Mom lost her nightgown. "It's the one the Polly got me when she went shopping for me and it's wonderful - the laundry people stole it." Oh yeah, e-Bay will make you rich if you get enough of those stolen nightgowns.
Today she had a dentist appointment and an eye appointment. She has a problem with her bite that makes it hard to eat meat she says. "The dentist says he can't do anything until I can take an antibiotic." She can't take an antibiotic without talking to her doctor because she is on so many different drugs that the least little thing can throw them all out of whack.
"The dentist is really adorable. It was Polly's idea to go to him. Do you think she's getting paid by him and by me?" Oh yeah, Polly - who does not charge Mom nearly enough for all she does, is now a pimp for a dentist??! I really don't think so.
Her traveling oxygen tank won't fill up any more. (Or more likely, she has forgotten how to do it.) The oxygen man comes on Wednesday. She says he didn't come yesterday. This translates to he came but she didn't see him. She hates him. She avoids him. And then she says he didn't come. She had lunch delivered to her room so she could save her oxygen for her eye doctor appointment.
The latest note is that they got to the eye doctor's to find out the appointment is October 25. "I wrote it down wrong and Polly had it wrong because I told her."
I'm guessing since she's still alive to send notes, she has not run out of oxygen yet.
I'll just copy the latest one - it came in minutes ago:
Polly found my nightgown. I am going to put it away someplace and not wear it so I will be sure and not lose it again.If anything ever happens to Polly, I am going to slit my wrists starting at that big important vein in the neck.
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Date: 2005-08-25 07:30 pm (UTC)"....the laundry people stole it"
" It should be Saving Daughters from Killing Mothers."
Ha ha ha ha ha ha.
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Date: 2005-08-25 07:43 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-25 07:31 pm (UTC)Every freaking day they call, and it's never to say hi, its to rag on me for something or other (but it's all done in love)
Still I love them, just wish they lived a little further away then a 12 minute drive.
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Date: 2005-08-25 07:42 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2005-08-26 02:57 pm (UTC)