I started physiotherapy yesterday for my back, after suffering excruciating pain for over a month. My husband's benefits don't cover this treatment so we'll be paying for it ourselves.
Last week, the doctor's preliminary diagnosis was Sciatica and he put me on anti-inflammatory and pain medication. The meds helped a lot but the pain reliever made me foggy (for lack of a better term). The physiotherapist suggested I stop using the pain reliever; I'll be using a warm pack 15 minutes, three times a day along with exercises -also three times a day.
She asked if I've been under more stress lately ... I listed several things; husbands stroke, all the testing he's been going through, a tumor he developed on his neck and his upcoming surgery, his company scheduled to shut down next month, my (losing) struggle to control my weight ... and a few other things. I didn't mention the bi-polar son with Asperger's, ADHD, OCD, ODD, the mother who is losing her hearing, can't see, forgets often, cries a lot, is depressed... being isolated from family with no one to turn to.
Anyhow, I'm following her instructions to the letter and will be going back next week for second treatment.
________________________________________________________Also yesterday...
Son called and demanded that his dad rent a moving truck for him. He rented a dumpy house in the middle of nowhere and was supposed to already be moved in. That means he's in his very nice apartment a week after he should've been out. He's getting himself into a situation we aren't going to be able to help him with. We gave him reasons why he shouldn't rent this house when he first sent his dad the link.
It's dumpy
HE DOESN'T DRIVE
It's too far away
He won't be able to get back and forth to work
Far from grocery stores and everything else
He'll be responsible for maintaining the property: lawn, etc and he doesn't have equipment or experience
Well, we're not in a position to rent a truck or help move him, so he's probably in a panic and will end up doing something irrational out of desperation.
________________________________________________________Received three long distance calls within several hours while we weren't available (two were in a language hubby doesn't understand at all), telling us my uncle and aunt were coming over the next day. I called mom and told her to call them and tell them to go to her house because I have appointments and won't be around. She called and told them but they suggested coming later in the week -- she insisted on tomorrow. Well the next day came and still nothing. Later that day, I left a voice message and posted this note on one of their facebook pages explaining that I have appointments the rest of the week but am available Friday.
"Hey H
I had mom call you last night to arrange to have Uncle and Tante brought to her house today. What happened?
I have an appointment tomorrow morning and physiotherapy Thursday morning. Can you bring them to my house Friday?
I also left you a message on your machine.
Talk to you later"
Mom also called them and spoke to my aunt in person. Their excuses now are that I'm not feeling well so they shouldn't come over and everyone on that side of the border is at work, they have no way to get here ..... lots of reasons not to come.
It's clear H wanted to bring them here on Tuesday and no other day.
It's also clear H wanted to give us no more than a few hours notice to prepare ourselves and clear our schedules. H was a tricky young woman back in the day and apparently that part of her personality hasn't changed. Uncle and Aunt have been here for six weeks traveling around the continent visiting relatives for weeks at a time, but with us in Canada, they want to stop by for a few hours whenever they can fit us in (if there's nothing better going on).
Although I was extremely happy to hear from uncle and aunt, I knew it wasn't going to be greatly planned when I received that first phone call between 11:15 and 11:30 pm a few days prior to NW's mid April wedding that H didn't invite us to. Uncle and Aunt wanted us to go to the wedding, H in the background was told we didn't have our passports ready, begins yelling, please come to the wedding.
Well, it's Friday. Uncle and aunt leave on Wednesday of next week and I have yet to hear from them. I guess I'd be further along if I just didn't care. I'm no more important than the relatives in Brazil no one kept in touch with - I should remember that and stop wanting them to include me in their plans or embrace me as family.
Out of sight, out of mind
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