I feel like I am doing so much and he is doing so little.
I am grateful that he has dinner with mom twice a week. He usually buys take out.
But...I have dinner with mom twice a week and I have her on the weekends. I usually cook something.
I do most of the doctor's appointments as in he does maybe twice a year and I do all the rest. I do all the hair appointments.
I do most of the grocery shopping as in 99%.
I do all her laundry, clean her bathroom, etc.
I even wash her hair and cut her nails.
I write all the cheques.
I do all the banking.
I found all our part-time help. I placed ads, I made phone calls, I interviewed.
If he goes on vacation, I make sure that someone is there to cover for him. When I go on vacation, I make sure that everything is looked after.
This time when he springs on me that he will be away the May long weekend and miss his turn, I suggest he find someone to cover for him. I even give him a list of possibilities. What does he say? Mom will be fine. Asshole!
So he finally calls someone on the list and gets lucky the first time. He actually found someone to make lunch for mom on the long weekend. It was so easy for him. Usually I can't find anyone so I have to cover.
Since it was the AH's birthday I treated him to dinner and also mom because it was Mother's Day. He didn't even acknowledge Mother's Day. We went back to mom's place for cake. He just sat there like a bump on a log, while I did all the preparations and clean up. Not just because it was his birthday, but like always.
Monday, May 25, 2015
Called AH to confirm for this Sunday. He said that I could drop mom off at his place if I had an errand downtown. I sent him an e-mail, but I wanted to confirm. He wants me to use text. Heck, I don't even know how to check my voice mail. I don't understand why he can't use e-mail.
Anyways he told me that he was making rice for tomorrow. That was great!
But then he got really upset when I said I would drop mom off around 10:00 a.m. and pick her up at 4:00 p.m. He brought up stuff from 30 years ago! I don't even understand how I got sucked into apologizing for something I did 30 years ago. I ruined his life because I called him a lazy, weightlifting bum or something like that. He said that he had taken mom and dad to the hospital many times and where was I. I don't remember. I remember that mom called the ambulance regularly. I remember going to the hospital with mom many times by taxi and staying most of the night and having to go to work the next day. I remember seeing a lot of specialists with mom. I don't remember too much about AH.
Anyhow, I can drop mom off from 10:00 and pick her up at 2:00.
Saturday, May 30, 2015
AH told me that everywhere was 5 minutes from his place.
I looked up the skytrain station that I thought was closest to him and it was 15 minutes.
He said he came from Granville.
I checked that station and it was 11. That's doable.
Sunday, May 31, 2015
We made it to my brother's without incident.
Mom was fine. She was excited to go to my brother's place although she thought it was far.
My brother had laundry ready for us to fold when we arrived.
I came back at 2:00 to collect mom.
She was fine.
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
I get a call from AH at work. He wants to know the name of the Chinese restaurant across the street from mom's. I tell him I'll give him the number and that was it. The last time, he made me call and order the food. Last time, I had to order and my phone died so I had to borrow one.
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