spikesgirl58 (spikesgirl58) wrote,
spikesgirl58
spikesgirl58

the last 24 hours have been interesting.

Last night I got a phone call from my sister. She left this really cryptic message that 'things were bad' and that was it. I tried to call her, but there was no answer. Finally she called me back and said that she is in very bad health. She went to get out of bed one morning and couldn't stand. she crawled around on her hands and knees until she went to the doctor (she made it sound like this was days, not hours... now, her son lives next door and he's self employed. Where the hell was he? She didn't want to bother him.

She went to a specialist who said that there was something wrong with her brain getting messages down to her legs. She said she has this rectangle across her pelvis that is inflamed and that her buttocks were infected.

To date they have only done blood work, which has relieved nothing. She hasn’t had X-rays, a cat scan or an MRI. They are talking back surgery to severe the nerves in her legs and they haven’t done an MRI? Or cat scan? And no second opinion, either.

Then she went on to complain about our brother, who has been diagnosed with COPD, congestive heart disease, Alzheimer's and Parkinson’s, along with diabetes. He wants to be waited on hand and foot and taken care of. Well, she did drag him away from his home, his friends, his church and doctors to force him to live with her… what did she expect? I asked her why they didn’t put him in a home. “I’m not ready for that.” What about hiring a nurse or in home health care or even just Hospice. No, she can’t afford to do that. What? I know for a fact she has over a million socked away and so does Norman. She did everything she could to make sure he couldn’t touch his money and now she refuses to spend any on him. Am I a terrible sister to not feeling sorry for her? In fact, I feel worse for my brother, who was happy as a clam living in New Mexico. He’s miserable now and practically a prisoner in his room. Then she got really angry when she asked me how I was and I said fine. WTF?

Poor grey853 and sparky955 have already had to hear this...

We got back from grocery shopping (massive amount of stuff). A neighbor came up to warn us that two pit bulls were loose in the area and to watch our cats. We’d just let the cats out back and hurriedly brought them in. Thankfully, they are suckers for treats. I did have to bully Pyewacket a little, though, but all was well.

When I went back out to the car, TBG and a few others were chasing the dogs off and they were headed across the street. He told me it was all right to let the cats out, so I did. Then the dogs returned and were out back. The girls were in, but I couldn’t find Titan or Patachou anywhere. We drove the dogs off a second time and I went out calling them. The girls seemed unbothered, but I was worried. I looked and I looked. TBG was very cavalier – they are hiding and will come back when they are ready, but I wasn’t sure. Eventually I gave up and came upstairs to find both of them up there and terrified. It took me forever to get Patachou out from under the bed. They must have been chased in by the dogs. Boy, talk about relieved! Strangely enough, no one seems to be interested in going out right now. I'm not sure why.

And that's been my Saturday so far...
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