What's going on here...

Well...

A lot and not much at the same time.

I have my inflammation under wraps. I've had a few flare ups but mostly just achy muscles because I have become so weak from the Ibuprofen and not moving much. I think I might have a broken foot but nothing I can do about it.

I guess the big announcement is that my mother and my grandmother are coming to live with me.  I asked my mom two months ago if she could come and help me.  Friday was her last day of work.  My grandmother is moving here because no one else takes care of her but my mother. She has alzheimer's and diabetes. My mom has diabetes too. Both aren't doing too well.

So...I don't know if I am adding to the house o'crap or actually going to have help. My mom has called freaked out the past couple of days.  My siblings and her siblings and my grandmother's husband have been giving her shit.  She's scared and mad.

I'm royally pissed.  I'm trying to keep my cussing to a minimum. But....

so.hard.

She's been crying and I'm not really used to that much. I have to keep reassuring her everything will be alright...that part, I'm used to. I'm worried about falling back into role reversals. I've always been the responsible one. *sigh*

I think in some ways, she's relieved to be leaving there and in others she's worried.  I don't know if she's doing this because she feels guilty. She told the others that this is the only thing I have ever asked of her and she needs to help me. It's true. I've never asked anyone for anything.  This was the hardest thing to do, but I know if I don't get help...I won't be around much longer.

The kids bio mom is in the hospital. She's been there for over a week.  I know people are going to get their panties in a knot over this one, but they can't figure out what's wrong with her and I hope she dies.  I have every right to say that. She's my half sister and she's been a mistake since the day she was born.  The best thing she can do for my children is die. Then they won't have to be looking over their shoulders for the rest of their lives. Maybe their nightmares will go away too.  Maybe their smiles might become genuine.

So, I've been busy either trying to move things around in my house to make room for two more people or stuck in my chair unable to move from pure exhaustion from just breathing I guess.  Hubbins is talking about getting me a rolling cart for my computer because I'm not able to sit at my desk for very long.

I read this awesome letter by Amanda, oh did I laugh and not feel so all alone.  For me, she hit the nail on the head for the most part. I don't have a team of people or medical for that matter...but the cooking and hoarders, and showers....yup! Let's not forget the people who piss me off. LOL!

Oh and Hubbins sores are doing awesome, I am going to make myself take pictures of the wound vac and write about it because it is awesome. I know a lot of people come here for my pressure sore post and this is a must post.

Well, my right hand is starting to shake for some reason so I'm out of here for now.



Hope all is well with everyone.