That would be Happy Mother’s Day and Shit, in case you weren’t sure.
Let’s get on with it…first the Mother’s Day and then the Shit…
I have enjoyed my baby girl today, enjoyed being a mom and being a family, as well. I had a MD breakfast and a MD dinner and a MD stroll in the park. I even had a MD lawn mow. Hey, still has to be done and I enjoy being outdoors.
It has been a good day here on the mommy front, even a good weekend…the past 10 days or so, however, have sucked ass in ways that I can’t entirely go into detail about. Death, serious illness and family drama.
I lost a friend about 10 days ago, which isn’t even the worst part of this traumatic incident. The circumstances and the pain inflicted on a closer friend due to this incident are way worse than anything I could or ever would post about on this blog. I have refrained from mentioning it at all out of respect for both the living and the deceased and for that same reason I must stop short of saying anymore. I only mention it at all because it seems to be the start of a series of 3, unfortunately all very bad things.
I have been ruled by the rule of 3′s, and quite honestly a bit overwhelmed by it, the past 10 days. If you are not familiar with the rule of 3′s, then you probably haven’t been paying attention to your life. Bad things happen in 3′s, you can count on it. It never seems to fail.
So, the second bad thing has to do with my dog. My beloved Chini, my best friend, my angel. I took her to the vet for a pre-op consultation for a simple, outpatient eye surgery and found out from blood work that she may have a deadly, incurable disease that will shut down (potentially) her liver, kidneys and heart…whichever gives out first. There is no cure, only treatment that will not guarantee anything, will make her violently sick for a while and then hopefully give her time. To make matters worse, the treatment that may, or may not, give me the 15 good years with her that she and I both deserve will cost a small fortune…fortune enough that the vet says people rarely go through with it. I am currently awaiting additional test results and will have to make some very big decisions at that time, they should be ready tomorrow.
The third and possibly worst has to do with my grandma slipping away out of her right mind. She may have had a stroke, she may have something else…we don’t know yet. But she certainly isn’t doing well. I just found out she doesn’t have Medicaid anymore either, because apparently when my grandpa died and his $30,000 went into her name, they cancelled her coverage retroactive and are billing her for a surgery she had in the amount of $24,000. That’s fair. NOT! They got her to sign something, too and I still have to figure out what it was and what to do about it. I shouldn’t even have to be dealing with this, by all rights, but her children (my mother included) have all decided that money was more important than family (you know, because we are just so filthy rich in my family *coughs bullshit*) and have no interest in even speaking to their mother much less caring for her in her elderly years (and ultimately leaving her care up to two of her grandchildren, which just isn’t right).
Here’s where I come in. I have to find out what happened with Medicaid, what she signed and try to figure out how to legally make her wishes upon death come to fruition and get her proper medical attention having only Medicare coverage. I am in up to my ears. I am just about ready to cry.
I spoke with her today to wish her a Happy Mother’s day and the conversation didn’t go so well, in fact it left me in tears. Then I had to pull myself together to call my own mother and wish her a HMD, in spite of being really pissed at her for leaving her own mother in the state she is in, not caring about her or for her, not even so much as calling her to wish her a HMD for about 6-7 years now. It was hard to do it and mean it. But I did, as best as I could. I love my mom, but I can’t help but be angry under the circumstances. The best I can do right now is try to forget how angry I am in between all the b.s.
So, now you know why I haven’t been posting anything for about 9 days or so.
I am still here. I am still kicking. I did still enjoy my first official Mother’s Day, although I have been having my own MD celebration for more than a decade…fuzzy kids count, too!