TGIF Roll Call
Up early and already took Dee to camp! Now, eating my breakfast and posting.
I have a lot on my mind, including my Mom. She is still in the hospital and they still do not know what is going on with her hand. It is frustrating to feel so helpless especially when the professionals don't know what is wrong?!?! It has been psychologically difficult for me. I remember my mom vibrant and full of energy, now she is just a shell. I am praying that she is not in too much pain...Kind of glad that she doesn't know what is going on! She wouldn't want to be a burden on anyone.
Today I am going to do house stuff, laundry and such. I have two cats sitting next to me right now. I think they know I am troubled...
Hope everyone has a GREAT day and weekend!!
Love, Beth
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Sending you a bunch of cyber hugs, as you need them to help you get through this rough period with your Mom and yes, your furbabies are in tune to giving you extra love through their presence, it's what they do so well. . . if people were as inclined as our furbabies, it would be a nicer world . . . when I was going through some stuff very recently, Roxie was constantly at my side, or if I was in my emotions, she would go and bring me one of her toys, as if to say, come on Mom, come and play with me, I'll make you laugh and take your mind off of what ails you. . .
Hugs,
Laureen
My Mantra is that I do not determine my success by the number hanging in my closet, nor will I let the scale determine that success either. . . It is through trial and error I will continue to grow and succeed. . . Laureen
"Success is a journey, not a destination." Ben Sweetland
Your support is so appreciated!!
Love, Beth
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Good Afternoon Beth,
Sorry I am so late again. I also feel for you concerning your mother's health. That feeling of powerlessness can be so overwhelming, especially when the doctors are not sure what is going on either. I agree with Laureen concerning our furbabies. When I got out of the hospital after two weeks there, I was laid up for two months. Except for doctor's appointments and bloodwork, I didn't leave the house. Utley was either on my lap, on the floor by my rocking chair, or playing fetch with me. The only time we were separated when I was home was when I had to lock him in my bedroom so the visiting nurse could change the dressing on my wound.
Today has been busy for me. I rushed out the door to my AA meeting. Then, rushed home to pack my lunch. Since noon, I've been at my volunteer work at the agency. I'll be out of here in twenty minutes, head home to grab my seat cushion I forgot, and then back out the door to go volunteer at a Congressional candidate's headquarters. After that, it's home to hopefully watch the Phillies not screw up like they did the last two days. Darn bullpen gave away both games.
Enough of my rant. I hope everyone is having a blessed day, and has a super weekend.
Hugs,
Trish
Albert Schweitzer