That is always how she acts! She called today. Said "Hi. I got an old sewing machine and wanted to know if you still have the instruction manual to Grandma's sewing machine she gave you?" That was it..
Seriously - just like she didn't have a baby fit all last week! Whatever, I don't even ask anymore. Much easier if I don't know the details or have to hear the lies... She really doesn't want me to know anyway. Do you blame her? I would be embarrassed too!
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
A Miracle Shot? Yea right....
Turns out Mom was in the hospital for a week. We thought she was being discharged the day I spoke with her. They thought she had internal bleeding, but could not find it. She finally checked herself out of the country hospital and came to one here in town. They said the test results were coming up that way b/c her gallbladder was acting up again. No one called us....
She calls me Friday and says she made us Chili, but can't drive it over. I told her I would come over tomorrow.
Saturday while the boys were napping, I went over there. She looked pretty good and was absolutely sober. I had a really nice visit (Though there is always that empty feeling that she doesn't even know her grandkids - better that way with the way she runs her life).
I find out that G took her to get some shot that supposedly "cures" the alcoholic. G was quite convinced and Mom was sober. She claimed that she could just walk right past a drink and wasn't even craving it. I am thinking there is NO WAY there is just a shot that cures all of this crap!
I did a small amount of research to figure out she was taking Vivitrol. And it takes a lot of behavioral therapy along with the shot. I immediately thought, what a bummer G wasted all that money.
So Mom calls me Tuesday morning and left a voicemail. She stated that she needed A's address, but wouldn't be back until around 1pm b/c she would be at her program. She calls me back around 12:40. The Barber had owed her some $, but gave her a car instead. Oops - he should have known better. I asked about the program and she said she was enrolled for the week and it was great. She really liked it. After the phone call, I sort of wondered how she was already home when she called it was before 1pm. Whatever... I got back to work.
That evening I dropped off tax paperwork for the Barber. He told me that G had just called him and gave him the business that he should have never gave Mom a car. Mom went to the City and blah blah blah. He was worried. Again, whatever.....
Then I get home and G calls the house "Is your Mom there?" Of course not - is she ever here. Then he just went off - he threw her out, the divorce is final now, she never even went to the program, went to the city as soon as she had keys to the car and then called him to bring her $ for crack and gas, blah blah...... Says apparently that shot only worked for the alcohol addiction. NO SHIT - REALLY??
Haven't heard from anyone since then. He was convinced she had crack leased the car and would freeze to death on a doorstep before she would come home. Maybe so. What can I do about it. Unfortunately, Nothing. Wish there was a Miracle Shot!
She calls me Friday and says she made us Chili, but can't drive it over. I told her I would come over tomorrow.
Saturday while the boys were napping, I went over there. She looked pretty good and was absolutely sober. I had a really nice visit (Though there is always that empty feeling that she doesn't even know her grandkids - better that way with the way she runs her life).
I find out that G took her to get some shot that supposedly "cures" the alcoholic. G was quite convinced and Mom was sober. She claimed that she could just walk right past a drink and wasn't even craving it. I am thinking there is NO WAY there is just a shot that cures all of this crap!
I did a small amount of research to figure out she was taking Vivitrol. And it takes a lot of behavioral therapy along with the shot. I immediately thought, what a bummer G wasted all that money.
So Mom calls me Tuesday morning and left a voicemail. She stated that she needed A's address, but wouldn't be back until around 1pm b/c she would be at her program. She calls me back around 12:40. The Barber had owed her some $, but gave her a car instead. Oops - he should have known better. I asked about the program and she said she was enrolled for the week and it was great. She really liked it. After the phone call, I sort of wondered how she was already home when she called it was before 1pm. Whatever... I got back to work.
That evening I dropped off tax paperwork for the Barber. He told me that G had just called him and gave him the business that he should have never gave Mom a car. Mom went to the City and blah blah blah. He was worried. Again, whatever.....
Then I get home and G calls the house "Is your Mom there?" Of course not - is she ever here. Then he just went off - he threw her out, the divorce is final now, she never even went to the program, went to the city as soon as she had keys to the car and then called him to bring her $ for crack and gas, blah blah...... Says apparently that shot only worked for the alcohol addiction. NO SHIT - REALLY??
Haven't heard from anyone since then. He was convinced she had crack leased the car and would freeze to death on a doorstep before she would come home. Maybe so. What can I do about it. Unfortunately, Nothing. Wish there was a Miracle Shot!
Friday, January 23, 2009
Complications...
My cell-phone just rang and the caller ID said "G". I didn't answer. It was Mom, she actually left a voicemail.
She said Hi and that she just got home from the Hospital to G's house. She said that she had complications and didn't want to alarm me so she didn't let me know. (Last I knew she was getting released on Sat.) She also said, "I need that last check you have." Of course she does. I found one last Disability check of hers in her STACK of bills. I let her know last week when I talked to her. I wondered how long it would before she was asking for it.
She said Hi and that she just got home from the Hospital to G's house. She said that she had complications and didn't want to alarm me so she didn't let me know. (Last I knew she was getting released on Sat.) She also said, "I need that last check you have." Of course she does. I found one last Disability check of hers in her STACK of bills. I let her know last week when I talked to her. I wondered how long it would before she was asking for it.
Monday, January 19, 2009
A saw G today
Today A went back to school. She was making the 2 hour drive and noticed a Company Truck ahead. She laughed and thought "Wouldn't it be funny if that is G?" Mom was in a hospital on the way to A's college, but we thought she was being released Saturday.
Sure enough, it was G. He was either going to pick Mom up from the Barber's house (that is what happens when she is tired of the Barber) or possibly visiting the hospital. There really would be no other reason for him to have been on that highway.... I thought he was done this time.
Sure enough, it was G. He was either going to pick Mom up from the Barber's house (that is what happens when she is tired of the Barber) or possibly visiting the hospital. There really would be no other reason for him to have been on that highway.... I thought he was done this time.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The Drama Never Ends.....
A had told me that she had 2 missed calls from the BarberShop. She figured it might be Mom and called back. It was the Barber. He wanted to let her know that Mom was with him in the Country (well by herself all week b/c he comes here to work), but he was checking on her each night. He also wanted her to know that Mom was doing well and that she was down to 1 bottle of wine a day. Right, whatever..... that is just what she tells him I am sure.
This morning I received a phone call from the Barber. He was calling to let me know that Mom had fallen down his stairs and cut open her head. She was in the hospital (again) and he gave me the phone number. He said she couldn't call long distance and really wanted to hear from me.
I stared at the phone number for awhile before I decided to call. She answered after several rings and said she had been sleeping. She had gotten out of bed to get another glass of wine b/c she couldn't sleep. Apparently the basement steps are right by the refridgerator and she just stumbled. Since the house is "under construction", there wasn't anything to grab onto like a railing, so down she went. She was out cold for a little while - she doesn't know how long b/c she was there by herself. She crawled to a neighbor and they called 911 for her. She has a minor concussion and staples in her head.
She said "I am so glad you called, I really miss you girls!". She told me what she had been up to for the past week - staying in the country at the Barber's house. She had her dog with her too. She said her and the Barber were going to give it another try (that might be like the 100th try!!)
We had a really great conversation. I was on the phone almost an hour! It was just like talking to "Mom" again. She listened and offered advice. She was concerned about my DH wrist/surgery. She asked about the boys. It was all genuine - she didn't want something from me this time. Unfortunately, I took it for just that - a nice talk with Mom. I know that nothing will change - I know not to get my hopes up.
I told A what had happened and that she might want to give Mom a call while we knew where she was and there was a phone# attached to her. I am pretty sure she didn't call. She is still VERY angry with Mom and the whole situation. I try not to be angry b/c it just upsets me. We shall see what happens next.
This morning I received a phone call from the Barber. He was calling to let me know that Mom had fallen down his stairs and cut open her head. She was in the hospital (again) and he gave me the phone number. He said she couldn't call long distance and really wanted to hear from me.
I stared at the phone number for awhile before I decided to call. She answered after several rings and said she had been sleeping. She had gotten out of bed to get another glass of wine b/c she couldn't sleep. Apparently the basement steps are right by the refridgerator and she just stumbled. Since the house is "under construction", there wasn't anything to grab onto like a railing, so down she went. She was out cold for a little while - she doesn't know how long b/c she was there by herself. She crawled to a neighbor and they called 911 for her. She has a minor concussion and staples in her head.
She said "I am so glad you called, I really miss you girls!". She told me what she had been up to for the past week - staying in the country at the Barber's house. She had her dog with her too. She said her and the Barber were going to give it another try (that might be like the 100th try!!)
We had a really great conversation. I was on the phone almost an hour! It was just like talking to "Mom" again. She listened and offered advice. She was concerned about my DH wrist/surgery. She asked about the boys. It was all genuine - she didn't want something from me this time. Unfortunately, I took it for just that - a nice talk with Mom. I know that nothing will change - I know not to get my hopes up.
I told A what had happened and that she might want to give Mom a call while we knew where she was and there was a phone# attached to her. I am pretty sure she didn't call. She is still VERY angry with Mom and the whole situation. I try not to be angry b/c it just upsets me. We shall see what happens next.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Divorce is Back On
Wonder how many times I will post that statement? (I really would like to see his lawyer's face each time he makes that call too)
Came home from a hair appointment this morning and saw a truck in my driveway. Oh Great, it's G. "Divorce is back on. I am calling the lawyer on Monday. She is gone with the Barber again." Then proceeds to rip on the Barber and tell me about Mom and her horrible doings. He repeated the car crash story. He also had carpal tunnel surgery last week and said he only got 2 of his pain pills before she got a hold of them. None of this surprises me.
She did that to me years ago, when I had my wisdom teeth removed. When I asked her "What do I do when it hurts?" She responded "We just call the dentist, tell him you are in major pain and we get more." And that is just what she did too. Back then, I didn't even know she had a problem - wow was I blind! Actually, I wasn't blind just naive - I was also away at college for 5 years and it was being kept from me.
G says "I am sorry to involve you in this. I just thought you and your sister would like her pictures so they don't get ruined. Your mother doesn't take care of them"
My ass he is sorry to involve me. That is just what he was trying to do. My life would not have ended if he didn't drive those two boxes of pictures over here. He just wanted to have the chance for a bitch fest. I edged my way towards the house and said "I have to take Z to Disney on Ice. Thanks for the pictures." He got the hint and left.
A and I had a great time going through the pictures. We even found her baby book, she didn't think she had. It was so wierd though. Almost like she was already gone and we were trying to preserve what we had left. Hmmm.....
Came home from a hair appointment this morning and saw a truck in my driveway. Oh Great, it's G. "Divorce is back on. I am calling the lawyer on Monday. She is gone with the Barber again." Then proceeds to rip on the Barber and tell me about Mom and her horrible doings. He repeated the car crash story. He also had carpal tunnel surgery last week and said he only got 2 of his pain pills before she got a hold of them. None of this surprises me.
She did that to me years ago, when I had my wisdom teeth removed. When I asked her "What do I do when it hurts?" She responded "We just call the dentist, tell him you are in major pain and we get more." And that is just what she did too. Back then, I didn't even know she had a problem - wow was I blind! Actually, I wasn't blind just naive - I was also away at college for 5 years and it was being kept from me.
G says "I am sorry to involve you in this. I just thought you and your sister would like her pictures so they don't get ruined. Your mother doesn't take care of them"
My ass he is sorry to involve me. That is just what he was trying to do. My life would not have ended if he didn't drive those two boxes of pictures over here. He just wanted to have the chance for a bitch fest. I edged my way towards the house and said "I have to take Z to Disney on Ice. Thanks for the pictures." He got the hint and left.
A and I had a great time going through the pictures. We even found her baby book, she didn't think she had. It was so wierd though. Almost like she was already gone and we were trying to preserve what we had left. Hmmm.....
Monday, January 5, 2009
She remembered
Today is my 31st Birthday. My Mom remembered and called me. I was at work, and just didn't feel like answering. She left a slurred voicemail. "Hi honey. I just wanted to call and tell you Happy Birthday. And wish you guys good luck. I hope you had a good Christmas. Love you"
Not sure what she meant by good luck, but she remembered to say "Happy Birthday".
Not sure what she meant by good luck, but she remembered to say "Happy Birthday".
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