troyphoto
Snarky Old Fart (in training)
Well, howdy there internet peeps and those who don't have to bleach their hair to be grey! (Me! I'm in that club and have been for about 15 years)
It's Troy again. Happy to still have hair.
Please Pardon a rant. I need to vent, and it's safer here, than to deliver it to the cause of the rant.
Went to see Mom today. DR follow up from last week's trip to the ER because she was getting over the tummy bug that was sweeping the senior complex where she lives. Fortunately, she was just weak from the virus, and her heart and lungs need oxygen, and she's not real good with getting her O bottles connected. They tend to leak.
Anyway, mom called me at 8:30 this morning when I was showering. I didn't check my phone for messages right away. Seems she was "out of her panties" (Depends). Could I bring her some before Noon. She could probably make it til then.
When I saw the message and listened to the voice mail, I did the mental math, and yes, I could get there about Noon, with a stop at WalMart for her supplies.
Told the wife, and took off. Called Mom from the car, told her I'd be there about Noon. That was fine with her.
Realized as I was driving the 1.5 hours to her place that she really wanted to go get lunch. OK, if she's ready when I'm there, we'll go get a burger or whatever before the 1:30 Dr Appt.
I got there, and she wasn't around. Showed up 5 minutes later, with the parts of her cafeteria lunch (the parts she didn't eat, saving for later, like the fruit cup and little milk carton).
We chatted, no mention of food, other than the Chicken and Rice soup my wife made, and sent a couple servings up for her. I made sure she had those.
Dr. Check up went fine. She even said my niece, the stylist, was coming over to cut her bangs tonight. "Oh, good, you get to see the new great grandbaby again!" (Niece just had one about a month ago).
Mom then got grumpy when I dropped her off and didn't offer to take her out for an early dinner.
Remember? Today is the weekly day my wife has to help her mother put on the new blood glucose sensor. I need to be back early for dropping my wife off. I told you that when I came in today...
I'm grumpy at Mom, because she has to make an excuse to go out to lunch, rather than just ask, "Can you show up early and take me out for a burger?" and then gets mad at me for not dropping everything last minute to make the unspoken request happen.
I don't want to be made to feel guilty about not helping her with what she wants, BUT I feel like there's manipulation behind some of her "emergencies". Just tell me you want a jailbreak for a real burger or taco. We'll make it happen. Don't hide your last bag of Depends, and then tell me you're out hoping I'll show up in time.
/End of Rant....
We now return to your regular grumps, groans, and wondering where Jaz is this week.
It's Troy again. Happy to still have hair.
Please Pardon a rant. I need to vent, and it's safer here, than to deliver it to the cause of the rant.
Went to see Mom today. DR follow up from last week's trip to the ER because she was getting over the tummy bug that was sweeping the senior complex where she lives. Fortunately, she was just weak from the virus, and her heart and lungs need oxygen, and she's not real good with getting her O bottles connected. They tend to leak.
Anyway, mom called me at 8:30 this morning when I was showering. I didn't check my phone for messages right away. Seems she was "out of her panties" (Depends). Could I bring her some before Noon. She could probably make it til then.
When I saw the message and listened to the voice mail, I did the mental math, and yes, I could get there about Noon, with a stop at WalMart for her supplies.
Told the wife, and took off. Called Mom from the car, told her I'd be there about Noon. That was fine with her.
Realized as I was driving the 1.5 hours to her place that she really wanted to go get lunch. OK, if she's ready when I'm there, we'll go get a burger or whatever before the 1:30 Dr Appt.
I got there, and she wasn't around. Showed up 5 minutes later, with the parts of her cafeteria lunch (the parts she didn't eat, saving for later, like the fruit cup and little milk carton).
We chatted, no mention of food, other than the Chicken and Rice soup my wife made, and sent a couple servings up for her. I made sure she had those.
Dr. Check up went fine. She even said my niece, the stylist, was coming over to cut her bangs tonight. "Oh, good, you get to see the new great grandbaby again!" (Niece just had one about a month ago).
Mom then got grumpy when I dropped her off and didn't offer to take her out for an early dinner.
Remember? Today is the weekly day my wife has to help her mother put on the new blood glucose sensor. I need to be back early for dropping my wife off. I told you that when I came in today...
I'm grumpy at Mom, because she has to make an excuse to go out to lunch, rather than just ask, "Can you show up early and take me out for a burger?" and then gets mad at me for not dropping everything last minute to make the unspoken request happen.
I don't want to be made to feel guilty about not helping her with what she wants, BUT I feel like there's manipulation behind some of her "emergencies". Just tell me you want a jailbreak for a real burger or taco. We'll make it happen. Don't hide your last bag of Depends, and then tell me you're out hoping I'll show up in time.
/End of Rant....
We now return to your regular grumps, groans, and wondering where Jaz is this week.
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