Mom and I do not know what to call it…

Mom came to me this morning and said she needed to talk. I requested she let me get breakfast finished and meet me in the living room. She sat down on the couch and stated,

“Jill, I’m scared and do not know what to do.”

Now she was scaring me. I did not know what to think. I asked her;

“Mom, tell me what’s wrong? Are you OK? You are scaring me, talk to me, please.”

She continued with the dreams she was experiencing and they were scaring her. She was swearing she was awake first thing in the mornings and would close her eyes and see trees. She’d open her eyes again and everything is fine.

She said every time she’d close her eyes, something weird would happen. There were times she said that when her eyes closed, it was like she was looking in a mirror. She stuck her tongue out at the image, and it did the same back at her. 

She is still seeing the child floating around the house in a rocker. She asked if Barry and I were seeing it. Of course, I told her no. Next she kept repeating, I’m going crazy, that is the only answer.

We called the doctor to discuss her medications and possible interactions. Mom takes a lot of vitamins. At this time, her doctor thinks she is having a drug interaction between one of her vitamins and drugs. We have her on the right track.

Hopefully, this will solve the problem within a week. If not, I’ll be in search of a specialist and taking her vitamins/pills away from her and giving them to her myself. She will not take that well. She thinks we think she is stupid as it is, I might start World War Three taking her medicines and vitamins from her.

Can I runaway from home? Am I too old? I guess I should take Barry and Maggie with me. 

 

Importance of Sleep

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Have you ever had one of those days when nothing goes you’re way?

Two days ago, I hadn’t rested well for over a week. I had a free day and thought”awww, I’ll get some rest”. Little did you know, the people I live with are making plans.

Mom was feeling good and decided she wanted to go work out and wanted me to go with her. She pops her head in my room and screeches wake-up, sleepyhead. I told her to “go away”. When she left, I was wide awake, so I got up and had breakfast. I tried my best to relax and sleep while she was gone. I was starting to doze off when she walked in again.

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Barry was not at home, so I let my mother know I was going to take a nap. I couldn’t get comfy in bed, so I headed for my favorite chair in the living room. I nicely asked her to let me nap.

I got comfy under my blanket and got ready for a good ole’ snooze. I was starting to relax and kinda dozey, when mom felt it necessary to check on me, in her high heeled boots. She does not have a clue how to walk quietly and on these hardwood floors. I politely told her I was fine and to please let me take a nap.

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She started some laundry while I was snoozing. The alarm on the machine kept going off. She got frustrated and woke me up. I got the washer going and headed back to sleep. It wasn’t 10 minutes later and it was buzzing again. I fixed the problem again and attempted to go back to sleep. The same cycle repeated so many times to the point that I was aggravated. Mom finally got her wash done and I got about an hours nap. All that managed to do was make me sleepier.

Barry walked in at 4pm, so it was time to get dinner going and spend time with my sweetheart.

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After dinner, I thought I’d relax s little and dozed off in my chair. About 2 hours later Barry had a meeting at the church. He woke me to say he was leaving. There I was, wide awake again.

I attempted to sleep while he was gone without success. He was home in a few hours and we got comfy for the evening. We sat in the living room watching NCIS and I dozed off again. I woke Barry to go to bed. I had just fallen asleep when he woke me up to let me know he was going to the living room, because he could not sleep. I tried for a few minutes to get back to sleep and I was wide awake again. I headed to the living room to watch TV around 3am.  I think I dozed off for a few minutes after 5am.

At 5:45am, Barry was rustling around in his chair and woke me up. It was time for him to get ready for work. I told him I was getting in the bed and if I was asleep when he left, please do not wake me to say goodbye. When I woke up at 1:30 pm the later that day, I felt a little better.

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I had some lunch, read a few emails and Barry was home early, due to the weather. He fixed the washing machine while I went back to sleep. I woke up in time to watch the Wednesday night church service on the internet and back to sleep I went. I woke around 1am and drug Barry off to bed. He was up and off to work this morning . Kissed me goodbye and I stayed in bed till 9am. I felt drugged getting up this morning, but I am not sleepy. I actually managed to get a day of rest. Thank you, God!

Georgia Snow, Not!

Jared's Grocery Store Theory

Jared’s Grocery Store Theory (Photo credit: redjar)

In the past 47 years, or at least as long ad I can remember, people have panicked, raided the grocery stores, and driving like idiots at the mere mention of SNOW/ICE, in this area. Well, I am honestly shocked and surprised. They were talking like we would at least have s little ice. Guess what? No one nutted-up and bought every slice of bread in the southeast. Are we finally listening or is everyone just that broke? Either way, the sun will be out tomorrow and this mess will be forgotten.(till the next storm slides slightly south and the reporters want to get everyone all riled up!

It might snow in Georgia!

I grew up here in Georgia, so I am used to the weather changes and everything else that comes with them. When the weatherman or woman mentions that next ‘four-letter’ word (snow), it sets off the mad rush to the grocery store for bread and milk.  it reminds me of one of those old movies that involves a really good sale. There will be a mass of people banging on the store door waiting for someone to open it and then trampling all over each other to get inside.

I have an appointment in a few hours, I plan to stop at the grocery store for a few things. I’ll take some pictures if I can and post them later.

When I was younger, our weather could get bad, quick. It would shut the entire city down for weeks. Now that technology has improved and the weather is lighter; the need to clear out the grocery store, at the mere mention of snow is long gone.

The other side of this story is when there is a bit of ice and snow on the ground, remember how to drive! There are other people out on the road. If you aren’t thinking of your safety, think about those around you! Everyone needs to get home!

To All My Faithful Readers

Please forgive the housekeeping issues I have put in place. Have patience with me for a few months and I’ll take the restrictions off. I had an issue I became unhappy with and I felt it necessary to safeguard myself and the comments you all leave for me. I maybe absent from commenting and posting for a while, but this incident had made me realize I need a break. Gonna work on my novel. Who knows, maybe I’ll see you in a bookstore(if they still exist when I get finished). Have a great month!

Find your Voice

Today has been a bit of an eye opener for me. I had a fairly decent day. Some so so news from the doctor and got to do my favorite thing, SHOP! I love to shop and window shop. They both relax me. If I can’t buy anything, I get the extra exercise.

Today, my shopping trip involved my mother. While out with mom for shopping and lunch, I finally realized why she can make me mad at the drop of a hat. Since the brain surgery, my voice has not been the same. Talking is a struggle at times. I had a good singing voice and I can no longer sing without scaring the neighborhood cats. It’s like my attempts at running, you do not want to see it. My singing, well, you really do not want to hear it. For years, I couldn’t sing a note, but since attending church and singing regularly. my voice is slowly returning. Still not good, but better.

Well, while mom and I were out today, she attempted to finish every sentence I started and talked over me every time I tried to start speaking. She is just attempting to be helpful and not let anything cause me further stress, but what I need to do is talk to her and the rest of my family about letting me speak. I may speak slowly, but give me a chance. Take the time to listen. The old me is still in this body and I have a voice I want to use.

Mom even took a pen out of my hand today to put the cap on for me. I couldn’t believe it. When I left rehab, they told me a few things to keep in mind; keep moving and if you don’t use it, you’ll lose it. The ground rules about me will be coming out in a few days. The time has come to get everyone on the same page!

 

 

Insomnia versus Zombie-head

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I have no trouble taking a nap during the day, but I have been up doing housework, running errands, shopping, and/or exercising.Most days, all the above. I get tired easily during the day.

As the day comes to an end, I cannot turn my head off to save my life. My sweet hubby is next to me sawing logs. The dog is at our feet snoring in tune with Barry. Hear I sit, typing up a storm. The universe does not seem to be lining up for me tonight.

You’d think with some of the medication I’m on, I’d be zonked out cold with everyone else in the house.  Mom is even out for the night.

Dad has trouble sleeping, as well as both my sisters. I usually can nod right off, but not tonight.

I had an adverse reaction to one of the drugs I was on and of course, my brilliant doctors have decided to play with my medication again. I call my neurologist brilliant, because he told me he is and that I’m lucky to get to see him.

I can’t wait to see what he wants to replace it with. Baclofen was working wonderfully and my brilliant neurologist wanted to see what would happen if I came off it. I was back on the drug within a month, but now suddenly, my lower extremities resemble those of an 80-year-old woman.

I truly do not like taking the drug, but it took some of my pain away and didn’t give me ‘Zombie-head’. It had other side effects that were pretty miserable.

Now they will be looking for a substitute. I guess this is just part of the plan and I do not need to question it. I need to take one day at a time, read my Bible and pray for patience. A few sleepless nights won’t hurt my too, too bad. After all, I can stay in bed all day if I want.

Sunshine

MC900441790I love to see the sun popping through the clouds.The birds are active, looking for food in our feeders. I wonder if it is OK to put food out for the birds yet. I’ve soaked the feeders in bleach and cleaned them up. If there were any bird flu germs, they should be gone. I may just start over with new feeders.

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The sun is spectacular today, but it is way too cold too get out and enjoy it. It is so sunny and bright, the light is hurting my eyes as it comes through the windows. My knockout roses on the porch are coming out. We’ll have blooms in no time.

 

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The lantana on the side of the house needs to be trimmed, so that the new growth can come through. Sometime in the early spring, I’ll have to get my nephew to help us with fresh mulch.

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The Chinese Fringe Flower blooms year round. Not exactly sure when to prune it. I have a few small ones popping up, we’ll need to transplant them. Today is giving me a little touch of spring fever. Although, I need to do a few more eye exercises to see if I can get rid of this sensitivity, I’d love to enjoy the day a little more.

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Daily Prompt: Breaking the Law

Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?

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Backseat Betty made me do it! My stepson graduated from basic training and we took a road trip to Kentucky to watch the ceremony. My mom (Backseat Betty) went with us. 

After the ceremony there was a problem with his orders, so he could not leave. Barry stayed with him waiting for his orders and mom, I and Frank’s then girlfriend headed back to Georgia in the dark. We had an eight-hour ride ahead of us with my mother at my side. 

By the time we hit the Georgia State line, I was ready to get out of the car. Fortunately, we were now only three hours from home. The closer we got to home, the faster I drove and mom kept telling me I was speeding every thirty seconds. By the time we got to the Tucker, Ga. City Limits, the police stopped ignoring me. I was pulled over almost immediately. 

I tried to explain the situation to the officer, with my mother chattering to him behind me telling him I’d been speeding since Kentucky. I got the largest speeding ticket, I had ever received, from this officer. I said ‘Thank you’, slowed down and headed home with mom in my ear lecturing me on the dangers of driving fast.

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We were at my house within 30 minutes. I got her bag out of the car, put it in hers and said ‘Go Home Now!’ She didn’t argue, she left quickly.

I definitely felt burned by mom, not the cop. If Backseat could have kept her mouth shut, it might not have been so bad. Today, I flat-out refuse to be in a car with my mother longer than one hour! Let my sisters take her on long trips! 

How many one-handed people does it take to change out headlights on a car?

0511-1201-1903-1206The answer to the above question, at least around here, is two plus one dog to supervise.  Mom has had so many little bumps and bangs to her front fender, that it made it close to impossible to remove the headlights.

Barry tried for over an hour before giving up. He came in defeated. I suggested that he give it one more shot with a little help. In no time, we had the new lights in and working well.

This is just s good example of not getting discouraged and giving up. Barry and I both have weak left hands, but between the two of us we had one good set of hands and got the job done. Making us feel good and saving mom some money.

When I let her know we finished, I suggested she quit hitting things with her front bumper. Her claim was, ‘I didn’t do it’. I just love how she will never admit to doing anything wrong. It is always someone else’s fault. You gotta love her!!!! 🙂