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Karma; An Apology from The Past

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Submitted by bewitched on Wed, 11/26/2008 - 2:15pm

I was out decorating my light pole for Christmas. And one of the EMT's from across the street came over. (The EMT air ambulance maintains a house across the street)

I used to date this guy, very briefly, a year and 1/2 ago. It ended when my Mom was diagnoised with COPD, and he informed me that that meant she only has 5 more years to live. It upset me horribly that he would say that. He did not examine her, he did not know how advanced it was. He just passed that death sentence, because he's and EMT and a Paramedic.

DUH! How could I have missed this-the light bulb just went on

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Submitted by bewitched on Tue, 11/25/2008 - 11:40pm

I was replying to a post from vickmeister regarding my self assessment and honesty, etc.

I am a fixer. That's no light bulb there-I've known that for along time. Ergo, I attract those who need fixed. A fact I am also aware of, but seem unable to control. Being a fixer is not fun. Also is not self-diagnoised. My ex's pshyciatrist referred to me as such. And it tends to be a middle child trait. That would be me.

Today was just great! :smile:

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Submitted by bewitched on Tue, 11/25/2008 - 12:34am

First really wonderful day I've had in so long...

The inderol apparently is working on the migraines (wish it was botox so I'd have less wrinkles-but I'm satisfied). I had to laugh-told H I actually don't have a migraine today, that every time he's been home, I've had a migraine the day after he leaves. And he didn't get it! He does not get that he is the cause of the migraines. But I noticed a pattern, and yep, its every day after he's been here for the weekend.

Yippy Skippy-Sd17's manipulation of H is working in my favor-this time

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Submitted by bewitched on Mon, 11/24/2008 - 1:24pm

We're having Thanksgiving here. H's mother is in the nursing home 30 miles away, where H's sister lives.

The last time we went to visit H's mother, the nursing home aide was a good looking young man. I saw SD17 making eyes at him. I even commented on it-whereupon I received the "why don't you just die" glare from her.

Suddenly, SD17 is best friends with her cousin, the sisters daughter. Whom she has not spoken to in years. Why?-because sd17's cousin knows this boy.

So now, suddenly, SD17 has a fierce interest in going to H's sisters on Thanksgiving.

Good hearted women...and the becoming of something else

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Submitted by bewitched on Mon, 11/24/2008 - 11:04am

Thanksgiving here, Christmas coming. And we're all tied up in knots. We're taking meds for migraines, losing our hair, losing our minds. And crying inside.

We married our H's, moved in with our Bf's, with only the best loving intentions. I, as many of you, thought I could build a lovely home for H and myself, a refuge for H's d's, and still maintain the same home my son was always so glad to come to. In a nutshell, I wanted to provide the home for H & skids I provided my own children in my first marriage.

Teach me how to Detach, Disengage-Please!

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Submitted by bewitched on Sun, 11/23/2008 - 11:18pm

I don't know how to do it.

I don't know how to not get upset when I find SD13 sleeping in my bed. (Brought that up to H today-waited a whole week to calm down and say something about it to him. Of course, he got mad. I am unreasonable, again).

I don't know how to not get upset when I walk into My living room, and can't even sit down to watch TV because H & his have sprawled all over all available seating.

I don't know how to not get upset when H throws eggshells on the floor because the trash is moved to 2 steps away.

Mom's Birthday..and then some

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Submitted by bewitched on Sun, 11/23/2008 - 9:19am

Had a great afternoon for Mom's birthday yesterday. Just me, my sis, Mom & Dad. H played his poker with his buddies. Mom loved her gift, we had fun. Mom turned 76. And I gotta tell ya, my Dad brought tears to my eyes. Dad had a major stroke 5 years ago. It's hard for him to get around much. But...he bought Mom chocolates, a new hair dryer (bless him, I visualize him standing at Walmart, trying to determine which hair dryer would be just right), but the trump was the card. Mom was so beautiful (still is). Dad always said the first time he saw her, he knew he would marry her.

Do you think my H is bi-polar? I actually felt normal last nite and this morning

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Submitted by bewitched on Sat, 11/22/2008 - 8:47am

or should I say H acted like a normal husband-for 2 whole days now. Like the apology I received over the phone yesterday morning.
Then last nite (H is back-is is working to 2 days 30 miles from here). There was no picking at me, critizing me, and he called this morning to thank me and tell me how lucky he is to have me.

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