I took my son to the ENT today. He is scheduled for surgery in July for tonsil, adenoids, and turbinate (???) removal, as well as possible ear tube insertion. I will be a wreck. I have such anxiety surrounding him. Couple that with my fear of anesthesia and I will be losing it. But I have to hide it for his sake as he has high anxiety as well. Thankfully RS is going to take a couple days off to help out and be there emotionally for me.
I made an appt for my mom for the DMV to go get her registration renewed, but I refused to take her. My grandma wanted me too but I said no, I had program, which could be true but doesn’t have to be. She doesn’t need to know that. It’s halfway saying no so at least I got that far.
I also asked my mom if she was still ok selling the house and she said she is. She wants to find a therapist but said she didn’t know where to look, so I directed her to psychology today, that’s where I found both my therapist and my pdoc. I hope she goes through with it. She also gave some specifics about where she’d like to live, ie not far from work and ground floor.
We’re gonna have dinner with my brother and SIL on Thursday to plan (if they don’t cancel) so I’ll let them know what she wants and where we should start looking. There’s a brand new 55+ community nearby that might work if she can get a ground floor apartment, however there are also elevators if she’s willing to do that. We’ll see.
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Of course it is happening inside your head. But why on earth should that mean that it is not real?
-Albus Dumbledore
That’s life. If nothing else, that is life. It’s real. Sometimes it
f—-ing hurts. But it’s sort of all we have.
-Garden State
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