Medical and Family Musings

 Back in 2019 when I was caring for my dear Rae-Rae (Gma) I was run down, not as quick on my feet....I got sidelined by a 4 year old who took out my knee, which made it harder to do all the things I needed to do.  But I was able to make a come back, through PT and rest. 

Did well for a few years, except for my Crohns Disease progression.  DH had a few health scares, we got through those.  DD had surgery while she lived in the Midwest, we managed through that ok too.  

The beginning of this year we went through many medical stressors between my Pops and his Sister.  We almost lost Pops.  We did lose Auntie.  I again was run down, but managed to get her house cleaned out, sold, dealt with all the lawyers, money, equipment returns with help from my DD, DS and DH.  Infusions for my progressing disease increased to every 4 weeks, which has been doing well.  

Then this summer my Uncle had a serious fall, and he left hospital to come stay with us.   Now appointments again for 2 elders.  2 DIFFICULT elders.  But I still managed, though I again cut back my work hours.  

Though I have accepted the title of Family Matriarch, I get sometimes very angry.  Both my Aunt and my Uncle (they are siblings) have a child.  Yes, both live out of state.  Not once through any of their parents trials, did they come.  My Aunt's child wouldn't even talk to her on the phone, return texts or emails.  What is wrong with people.  Okay, past history, bad memories.  But the woman was dying!  Wanted to talk to her only child.  But no.  Yet as soon as she was gone, 'what am I getting".  

My Uncle has a child.  Who has come to CT ONCE since his father moved back here.  ONCE.  And through the 6 weeks he wasn't well at all, and with us.....he made every excuse in the world to not come see him.  The real kicker?   HE DOESN'T WORK, Doesn't have children.  Thank God, an old employee of Uncles (more like a sister herself) came out 3 weeks earlier than planned (she visits twice a year) and is staying a total of 8 weeks.  Thank God. 

And as I'm revving up for the next battle (Pops will be having cancer treatment starting soon) and Uncle will be on his own again, I think ok....maybe I can at least get the garden cleaned up.  But no.....

I have been diagnosed with OsteoArthritis.  Both hips, right hip is worse.  I can barely move.  I am frustrated with my body.  Frustrated with my cousins.  I am a go go go, but slowly I'm becoming a no, no, no.  

I feel I'm too young for this.  Years of steroids.  Pushing myself through even when exhausted.  And you know what I'm most worried about?   How can I manage to put my garlic in.  LOL