Dear DH, please succumb already to my repeated clever hints and pleas for us to adopt a third kitty from the shelter. YES there is room on the bed and on our desks here at home for just one more! :o
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Dear DH, please succumb already to my repeated clever hints and pleas for us to adopt a third kitty from the shelter. YES there is room on the bed and on our desks here at home for just one more! :o
When you get done with your husband, will you start working on mine?Quote:
Originally Posted by BleeckerSt_Girl
Dear Software Gods --
I try not to ask for much, but can you PLEASE make this test in front of 90 MBA students and 3 faculty members run smoothly this afternoon? the deve team has been killing themselves to make this happen.
Many thanks.
Your grateful project manager (SheFly)
Dear Mom and Dad,
Yes, we are all very proud of my brother. And I wouldn't mind reading through all the newspaper articles and even watching a news clip or two, but I don't really care to have them shoved in my face. I just got back from racing in the country's largest xc race . . . and I didn't do too shabby. It would have been nice if you feigned interest. Ask me how the race went, the weekend, etc. before bombarding us with all the spectacular! details of my brother's life.
I spent most of my childhood years being dragged to my brother's events. I'm not angry at you, it was alright. Sometimes it does make me sad. I can't help but wonder what I would have done had I been given the opportunities that he had. But I'm happy now. I had to move to a new town, but it worked. I managed to become someone other than "the little sister . . . he has a sister?" Did you even notice???
Dear SIL--Yay for you! You're married to my brother! It's like being Prom Queen for the rest of the life. You have achieved status! Woooooo!
Dear Self--wow, you're more bitter than I thought. Let it go. Let it go . . . this too shall pass. You're not 14 anymore. You've achieved many awesome things on your own and made a wonderful life for yourself :) Take deep breaths, count to 10.
Dear DH's friends--stop calling me "the little sister" or I will beat your @ss. Oh wait, I already did. I smoked you at Iceman! Hah! Hahahahahahahaha!
((((Limewave)))). Out of curiosity, have you ever expressed any of that to your parents? Do you think you could? Sometimes I have to remind myself with my own parents that I do have a voice now and can express my needs in ways that I couldn't as a child. I'm often surprised at how well they respond to it. Of course, I try to be civil about it and use a lot of "I" statements.
Dear Software Gods -
Thanks for nothing. I'm going off to cry now.
Dear Limewave -
Getting parents to ask about bike races is difficult - I've done over 500, and they only just this year started to ask how they went. BUT - YAY you! And I might put that race on the bucket list...
SheFly
Limewave - I feel for you, it was the same way in my house. The family went to every pee wee basketball and later football game my brother played, even though he sat the bench... I lettered for four years in softball and tennis and my folks never came, not once.
My parents ignored all three of their children equally. :rolleyes:
lol.Quote:
Originally Posted by indysteel
Now that I'm a parent I realize things just aren't that easy. And there are far worse things in life than having to follow my brother around ;) Going to take a bubble bath and enjoy a glass of wine then be done with it. Too many other things to be thinking about!
(((((limewave)))))
Although I've known for years how lucky I was not to have any brothers (achievements done by mere females would just have to be enough :rolleyes:), it's been more recently that I've understood that I was also super lucky that my parents didn't care what I did in sports. It's the only thing I have that's never been anything but mine in my own head. It's possible they're not doing your brother any favors, either ... just a thought.
Brothers aren't always the favored children. My brother (who is gay) was constantly put down and sometimes even compared to me, his 8 years younger sister. Even as a small child i knew that wasn't fair.
Alexis, I wish I could take you out to lunch and let you vent away. I think you're pretty awesome.
Lime, you rock. I wish I had half the gumption you do. I'm all happy when I finish 23 paved miles around a scenic lake. I can't imagine finishing something like the Iceman. Did you meet Horner? I read on a tweet he was there.
Today I'm wondering what to wear to an afternoon wedding at a marina on Friday.
Roxy
Dear Ankle:
Please heal. Soon. We can not run for a while if you want. But stop hurting. I want to resume exercising and you're stopping me from pretty much everything.
Limewave,
My brother and I were always into different things and growing up I was the one most likely to be out doing something. As adults, I found biking and triathlon and he found dance. My mom likes to talk about my brother's dance, but my biking and triathlon stuff is "crazy". I finally had to speak up and tell her to quit it. It felt good to get it out, and it has helped. (hugs)
Dear self,
get a grip. Not everybody has to like you. You can take it, you're a big girl now. Honest.
And while you're at it, stop being embarrassed for feeling this way. It's natural. But you can still let it go. It's not a big deal. Life is just like that.
((((Limewave)))), family...can be like that. On the other hand
I just love that statement. :DHTML Code:"It's like being Prom Queen for the rest of the life. You have achieved status! Woooooo!"
Roxy, awww, thanks.
lph, it's alright to feel the way you do. It's what you choose to do with it that really matters in the end anyway. :)
My mom is still in the hospital, her oxygen levels are poor and there is a concern that she might be developing something in her lungs :eek: She is in good hands, this is just a very rough time for her. Lung surgery isn't a cake walk but with emphysema at the same time...
I didn't have enough time off work to stay until she was released so now I am on the "text" chain from my sister.
Dear Mom:
I gave you a car. You transferred the title before that little thing that I asked you to wait for happened. OK - you're a brat who can't be an adult and wait. I expected that. Would it have been too hard to turn in the tags while you were at it so I could take the car off my insurance? I know you didn't have the tools and there wasn't someone handy to do it for you - but really? Are you really telling me that you don't have time to accomplish that *this year*?
oh Blueberry
you can't just take her off your insurance??? what a nightmare!
Catrin,
having been on the "inside" of the hospital for the last 2 weeks, i have a clue. ((((Catrin)))) it's hard enough for someone as healthy as my husband was.
((((Catrin)))). I'm so sorry things aren't going more smoothly. I'll redouble my effort to send healing vibes your mom's way. Hang in there and keep us posted.Quote:
Originally Posted by Catrin
Admittedly, I don't know much about your situation with your mom, but why are you helping her again? I mean, I know she's your mom, but she doesn't sound particularly grateful or gracious.Quote:
Originally Posted by Blueberry
This is the final part of the prior situation - I had just thought we would be done by now. We agreed to give her the car, Grandma wanted it fixed (which took a couple of weeks of them wanting us to find the cheapest place/trying to figure out what they wanted done - new/used compressor, etc.), it took her a month to come get it, another 2 weeks to transfer the title.....I do think (hope!) we've learned our lesson!Quote:
Originally Posted by indysteel
The really fun part is that had a loan not come through, she would have been headed for financial collapse (why my uncle co-signed for that one, I'll never know). She was not comprehending my advice about exemptions in NC (and that you can't exempt 2 cars).
((((((Catrin and Mom))))))
Feeling for all TE'ers and TE family who are in the hospital:(
Thank you for the kind words for my mom and me. It doesn't help that I am up here by myself (single/no partner or local family). I AM my mother's daughter in that I can get pretty wrapped up in anxiety if I allow it but am trying very hard to not go there.
My mom is a negative woman at the very best of times, she just plain gets dominated by thoughts of what dire things can happen. It is just a short leap from what CAN happen to what she thinks WILL happen. She just plain tortures herself with anxiety at the best of times.
Personally I would like to have a good talk with a few nurses who have added fodder to her anxiety flames by mentioning similar situations. It isn't their fault of course, they were trying to help her see a more positive side (at least you aren't like this person...sort of thing).
Hopefully things will start looking up a bit before the day is over...
DO talk to the nurses, Catrin. I have been doing that daily. And now that D has been diagnosed with a temporary vocal chord paralysis, i will be bothering them even more.
Catrin,
It doesn't sound like an easy situation. I imagine it's very difficult to walk that delicate line with someone facing a serious illness between being postive/optimistic while not dismissing their very real and legitimate fears. I feel for the spot you're in.
I will talk about this with my sister as I am no longer in Tennessee :( I didn't think about this until today but Mom said a few things to me on the phone yesterday that had me concerned.Quote:
Originally Posted by Biciclista
It is a hard line to walk at the best of times, but this is a situation where her worse nightmares seem to be coming to life and it is just heart breaking to watch. My sister is better at talking to her in such times because she has been around her entire life. I am the eldest daughter who won't live close by (for good reasons) and comes for visits.Quote:
Originally Posted by indysteel
Time to get back to work...
Oh boy, Catrin, this sounds so much like my dad's situation right now, except that my mom's around. Hugs all around. :(
(((Catrin))) Well wishes and positive vibes going out to you, your mom, and family. A very difficult situation made harder by distance.
((Catrin))
Catrin, I am really sorry about your mom.
Call the nurses. I am sure they are used to speaking to family members.
Catrin, I am really sorry about your mom.
Call the nurses. I am sure they are used to speaking to family members.
I just heard, she finally gets to come home tomorrow! I think she will still be on oxygen if I understood correctly but she gets to finally leave the hospital. There were some scares last night with a chest x-ray but they re-did it this afternoon and are happier with the results.
That's great to hear, Catrin. I hope she continues to improve.
That is great news Catrin! Is she going to be having any home health?
If so they can help he with some of the things you mentioned above.
I don't know what my sister is working out with the hospital, at least not yet. She is the one on the ground, so to speak, our mother lives with her. She is talking with the care coordinator at the hospital to figure out how to get her into the house - there are stairs...Quote:
Originally Posted by solobiker
Both my parents, one of the criteria for their being released to home from prior surgeries was when they could climb stairs. They typically work on that in OT, and they also worked with all the caregivers to learn how to assist the patient up and down stairs.
Part of my dad's frustration now is that they haven't told him what the criteria are when they can release him home. He wants to be 50 years old and 100% and he wants it to happen yesterday and he's decided that now is a good time to have the end-of-life conversation with my mom. :rolleyes: :mad: I told them both to ask about the criteria for discharge, but my dad's still pretty doped up and depressed, and it's all my mom can do to just go to the nursing home and to work. I'm going to have to go out there and maybe I can get some information.
Oy, now she has a fever, not going home today...
isn't this hospital stuff fun? I can hardly bear the ups and downs of Donald's stay. He is losing his spunk and that is killing me to watch.