What’s happenin’ avec moi? Oh, my DOG.
My mom fell, TWICE, and is now recouperating with a broken shoulder. She WAS a Type II diabetic before all this insanity with bruvvers, now, after 18 months, she’s on insulin, after checking into the hospital with a blood sugar of 430. Oh, my DOG, I woof you! The normal is maybe 120, 130… So after putting bruvvers in charge of things, Mom is in serious health trauma, she called me this morning at 6:30 to break her out of the rehab place. Dad’s bum is RAW becuz nobody helps him clean up, he’s scared to shower, and is so frail he just needs help mosta the time. NONE of this was necessary… My sibs donut want to spend a DIME of their, I mean, my parents’ money in order to get care-giving, which is what I’ve spent 8 years doing… Burf, arrrra arrrra ROOF.
I fink famlees might be needin some non-relatives livin wiff ‘em… like a swat team.
I yam trying to find a jobula. My older sib is refusing to allow me to even talk to my dadly on the phone. I donut know how he is doing, but the last I knew he was in desperate need of a good caregiver. Will he get one? Not enough of one, mefinks. I unnnnnderstand they’re getting someone from the COUNTY for free, for 20 hours/month. SMDH. Dey need about 12 hours a DAY.
I yam working hard on bedder connextings to Dog Almighty. I hab a new fing to fink when I fink about it… “Inhale LIGHT, exhale LIGHT.” Dat way I yam enlightened.
Connecting Da Dots… Didja forget to mail mai bacon? Mebbbee it comes today? I yam hopeful, or else I will NEBBER trust no more humons no more.
(Wha’ hhhhappen?)
I found a guy with a PhD in electrophysics or somethin like dat… He’s brainy and funny and very cool. He’d never heard of, nor read, obbbbbviously, the book I blew my head arf reading, about EEEElectricity— “The Invisible Rainbow” by Arfur FIrstenberg… So I loaned it to him. Should be required reading for ALL DOGS.
I hab a couch to get rid of. Anybody? I will mail it. Ha har HARF!!! (Dis not REEELLLY mai couch, but I peed on it.)
Oh, don’t be a baby…
Sending love and hugs. It's a crazy time.
Prayers for your moms recovery