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okay i meet with the lawyer...she is very nice and took time to listen...course at those rates...she can afford to take her time....lol....tomorrow is the first hearing..where they expect me to be appointed the interium guardian....her lawyer meet with her today....
my cousin called and demanded to speak to my mother while my mother was out with my son...then lost it with the staff...they are making such a good impression on the staff...accused them of not letting mom talk to anyone blah blah blah....
totally insane.....i dont know how i escaped this damned insanity of her family but i did...and i have decided that i must not let them yank me around anymore....its over....stick a fork in me i am done...
i will protect my mother from this craziness too...
i think she mostly wants to go decorate the graves and see her childhood friend...they went to high school together...so they have known each other for 65 years...i cant help but want her to see everyone she can see while she knows them....
yea i know the stuff that is gonna happen...i see it happening...she is like a wind up doll...going strong in the morning.....then just slowing down and getting confused....i see the coughing and the choking....i know what is happening...i know she will 'forget' how to swallow... i know that most die of pnemonia from inhaling liquids and food particles. i know then i will have to decide...a feeding tube or let my mom starve....i know all this ....and as much as i know it....when i hear or read it....it just hits me...a viseral feeling.....and the tears come....
okay i meet with the lawyer...she is very nice and took time to listen...course at those rates...she can afford to take her time....lol....tomorrow is the first hearing..where they expect me to be appointed the interium guardian....her lawyer meet with her today....
my cousin called and demanded to speak to my mother while my mother was out with my son...then lost it with the staff...they are making such a good impression on the staff...accused them of not letting mom talk to anyone blah blah blah....
totally insane.....i dont know how i escaped this damned insanity of her family but i did...and i have decided that i must not let them yank me around anymore....its over....stick a fork in me i am done...
i will protect my mother from this craziness too...
i think she mostly wants to go decorate the graves and see her childhood friend...they went to high school together...so they have known each other for 65 years...i cant help but want her to see everyone she can see while she knows them....
yea i know the stuff that is gonna happen...i see it happening...she is like a wind up doll...going strong in the morning.....then just slowing down and getting confused....i see the coughing and the choking....i know what is happening...i know she will 'forget' how to swallow... i know that most die of pnemonia from inhaling liquids and food particles. i know then i will have to decide...a feeding tube or let my mom starve....i know all this ....and as much as i know it....when i hear or read it....it just hits me...a viseral feeling.....and the tears come....
I am working especially hard to live a lifestyle that will end with a sudden and fatal heart attack.
I come from a family that typically lives a very long life...and that ends with us being senile for quite some time, too.
I truly don't want to put my kid though having to take care of my in my doltage.
And to be perfectly honest I don't much want to force the living (that is to say the public, not necessarily just my kids) to pay for an extended period of me dying by inches and costing them a small fortune, either.
I watched my mother go that way, and it was the taxpayers who spend a fortune on her dying process.
It just ain't right.
okay i meet with the lawyer...she is very nice and took time to listen...course at those rates...she can afford to take her time....lol....tomorrow is the first hearing..where they expect me to be appointed the interium guardian....her lawyer meet with her today....
my cousin called and demanded to speak to my mother while my mother was out with my son...then lost it with the staff...they are making such a good impression on the staff...accused them of not letting mom talk to anyone blah blah blah....
totally insane.....i dont know how i escaped this damned insanity of her family but i did...and i have decided that i must not let them yank me around anymore....its over....stick a fork in me i am done...
i will protect my mother from this craziness too...
i think she mostly wants to go decorate the graves and see her childhood friend...they went to high school together...so they have known each other for 65 years...i cant help but want her to see everyone she can see while she knows them....
yea i know the stuff that is gonna happen...i see it happening...she is like a wind up doll...going strong in the morning.....then just slowing down and getting confused....i see the coughing and the choking....i know what is happening...i know she will 'forget' how to swallow... i know that most die of pnemonia from inhaling liquids and food particles. i know then i will have to decide...a feeding tube or let my mom starve....i know all this ....and as much as i know it....when i hear or read it....it just hits me...a viseral feeling.....and the tears come....
I am working especially hard to live a lifestyle that will end with a sudden and fatal heart attack.
I come from a family that typically lives a very long life...and that ends with us being senile for quite some time, too.
I truly don't want to put my kid though having to take care of my in my doltage.
And to be perfectly honest I don't much want to force the living (that is to say the public, not necessarily just my kids) to pay for an extended period of me dying by inches and costing them a small fortune, either.
I watched my mother go that way, and it was the taxpayers who spend a fortune on her dying process.
It just ain't right.