Friday, January 19, 2007

Cree

Hello
Christmas went ok other than Mom falling the previous Tuesday and having an eternal nosebleed. Her lip was lacerated in a few places. The nosebleed stopped enough for us to take her to the Coliseum Medical Centers ER. We had to go back on Christmas Eve since 12:45 saw her nose bleed again. We would stop it on and off and this went on until 7AM. We hustled her back to the ER again and the doctor had Afrin sprayed in it as a vasoconstrictor. I held Mom's nose for 15 minutes. It stopped. She coughed up a nice big blood clot on the way home. Mom's nose bled again Christmas morning but I sprayed Afrin and held it for 15 minutes. This did the trick and stopped the bleeding; she coughed up Clotzilla.

I felt like I was in a fog and felt a little discouraged and depressed. It seemed everything I was working for as far as work and pleasure was going down the drain. I knew the day would come for me to take care of Mom and Dad but I felt it came so soon- too soon for me to reach my goals. It can't be anyone's fault but mine that I didn't achieve them. I have no objection to taking care of Mom and Dad though the do things sometimes to make it hard on themselves. Mom doesn't want to make sacrifices and Dad is unwilling to straighten out his sleep cycle. I would be miserable if I moved too far from them that is for sure.

I learned a new word Thursday. My boss at the store had difficulty understanding a person on the phone. This is understandable as even in the past three months our demographic has deteriorated at the store. A rinky-dink Mexican grocery set up next to us and we have a new landlord.

Anyway one of the words my boss had trouble understanding was the word "cree". It is an African-American corruption of the word "three". This is common in rural areas. We had a good time with that one.

I am still coming in late for work more often than not but the delays are less. I want to be goal compliant by January 31 with my annual resolutions. I promised I'd do a regular job search, be punctual, and embark on a diet and exercise program. I promised that I would subject Mom to an exercise regimen. I am exercising two or three times per week and doing walking once every week. This is half the number of days per week I need to do this.

I dislike making and breaking promises and seeing my life deteriorate.

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