Life is sometimes sticky
Good morning. This is me again … We’re on to a new day. We had troubles jump starting this one though. We got up just before 5 am and then about 10 after we laid down while Rich was in the shower. But, then we fell asleep and we couldn’t get ourselves up. Rich came in to get us up several times and I don’t think we were being cooperative. Then we finally yes in 5 minutes, but that frustrated him and he had to go to work.About 6:15 am he called on the phone and by then we were being a little more cooperative. I really hate when our system puts Rich at these frustration points.
We try not to be crabby, cuz all the time we know he’s pushing us because he’s a good guy. So, this time we were able to have switched out the parts enough to get someone more of equal stature. We told him respectfully that we’d get up and we did … he was just making sure that happened and that we got our medicine. We took the medicine first just to assure we go forward in a positive direction.
See that’s the thing about Rich … he like never gives up. Today he has got a very busy schedule. He has to prepare for a Department of Labor inspection on Monday, plus regular work, plus he’s got a baseball game tonight and he’s going to need getting a new set of pants. I don’t know what else he has to do, but I do know that we don’t want to be an issue on the bad part of his day.
We’ve only got about 15 minutes left now before we go to work. We have to look at things optimistically like we can do this. Yesterday wasn’t such a red hot day.
Dr. Marvin ended up calling after the note we’d sent on not doing what we were supposed to be doing. It was kind of a long discussion. It’s hard to say what he was saying, but I know he was talking to parts that were being uncooperative. I think we were giving him a hard time. Some of this has to do with being mad. I think he was saying that we could be mad, but it wasn’t ok to be taking it out on us and that we were doing that by not taking the medicine.
We were talking though and that was a good thing. Not to say there weren’t long pauses in-between as we were trying to think things through. It’s just that our thinking wasn’t happening very good. We were being really stubborn. I’m not sure how it ended up but I know that after awhile … maybe like an hour we wrote him back and told him that we’d asked Rich to pick-up the medicine on his way home from his mothers. That seemed to be the compromise we needed to start things out.
We had called Rich and asked and he didn’t seem to have a problem with that. I think we all know that when we can get to the part that we will and do take the medicine … the bad stuff happens less and we’re more likely to be back to our more normal can get things done parts. I feel bad though for what we put people through in the meantime.
I can remember an evaluation being done … someone asking how you feel and the response being either down or cranky. We’re pretty careful about trying not to get our feelings on other people. We have a tendency to isolate ourselves at times like this. So in this situation it was good for us that Rich was away for most of the night. We chilled out by watching some odd TV. We kept hitting buttons and settled for a while on some show where the family are undertakers and then for a while we were watching a show on these guys building motorcycles and then later cars. Yeah, I know … why on Earth it interested us how a motorcycle was being built. Go figure … multiplicity, yeah like right!
We seemed to be calming down, but then Rich gave us a call and let us know he was a half hour out … we tried to be ok and just be accepting, but we knew he was going to and he did push taking the medicine. He was very annoying. He just kept repeating, cmon you gotta take the medicine, you gotta take the medicine and he wasn’t leaving us alone and he had his hand out to help us out and every time we had a contradictory thought or grumble he just kept pushing adamantly. I really hate being ground down like this. It doesn’t feel fair or that there is another way to escape except to do what he says just to get him to leave us alone.
We did take the medicine and we laid back on the couch as he settled in. He turned on his fishy shows and we laid on the couch for about a half an hour until the angry feelings left. Then we got up and laid behind Rich on the other couch and we massaged his back until we finally fell asleep. I love my fishy guy … but things still are hard.
Now thought it’s about 7 am and we gotta get going. Chief isn’t going to like it that we move our arms away from the keyboard, but I know we can’t give ourselves time to think of anything besides going to work. Ok, so then … let’s get on with it, ya know?!
posted by Ann Marie @ 3/25/2009 07:00:00 AM
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