Gah, so dead!

[wiseheart]

The chiropodist lady was here today and managed to talk without a break three hours long. I strongly suspect that she doesn't need to breathe... or she does it through her ears or whatnot. I do know that our body does breathe through the skin pores to a certain level, which is why wrapping someone tightly in cling film can cause suffocation (saw that on the telly at one point), but I never thought it wold be enough for three entire hours! Poor Mum always gets a raging head-ache after these appointments, and today was no exception.

I escaped a good half of it as I was giving a recipe "Dominosteine für Dummies" a try, with the usual results of producing something that is ugly but yummy. Still better than the other way round, right? Still, it was a struggle because the recipe didn't really work, and I had to improvise a trifle to save the things that didn't work as expected, so I spent at least three times as long in the kitchen as planned. Accordingly, I was pretty useless for the rest of the day. Still am, in fact.

I've just realized how utterly boring my entries have been for the last two or three years or so. I have nothing else to report just what we ate, when we cleaned the dratted flat and how I was heroically trying to do something else than the slave labour otherwise known as the housework. I'm really yearning for just a single day off when I could leave the house for just the fun of it, not because I have to go food-shopping. All right, there is choir practice, but that's a fixed thing, too, regardless of how much I actually enjoy it.

I think I'm ripe for a vacation. Even if it would only last one day. But there's no way I'd be willing to leave Mum alone, not even for a day - I wouldn't have a moment of peace, worrying about her all the time. And there's no-one who'd take over for a day. No-one that I'd entrust her to, that is.

Comments

[noadvertising.livejournal.com]

I so understand you! I have been through this, with my sister taking our mother in only at Christmas or Easter. So the rest of the year got spent with bringing her to the doctor and the like, cooking for her, tidying up after her. The big plus was that mum lived at her own house. i did see her daily, but we did not grate on each other´s nerves all day long!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Fortunately for me, Mum has a very agreeable nature. We get on very well. Still, sometimes I'd like just a day for myself — to get up when I feel like, to do what I want, or nothing at all, and to do this with a good conscience. I love her to pieces, mind you, and I'm grateful to still have her with me, and that she's in such a good shape for her age, it's just so that there are days when I feel like drowning. *sigh*

[meathiel]

3 hours? You poor thing!

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

That's pretty average for her, yeah.

[artemis10002000]

Oh yeah, you are definitely overdue for a vacation, you haven't had an opportunity to leave the house for fun since Covid started outside of choir, which you usually combine with running errands. But yeah, it's not so easy under the circumstances, sadly.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Indeed. My Fernweh is really getting to me on some days.

[adafrog.livejournal.com]

Three hours?

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Yep.

[red-day-dawning.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, you need a break. Time for yourself. It’s been so long since I left the house that last night I dreamt that I was wandering through an endless bookshop. It was the best dream! They even had little open air trains that could take you from one end of the bookshop to the other. And cafe stops on the way. There were acres of books. I woke up so happy!
By the way the pore-blocking, skin-covering can kill idea really is a thing. One of my friends used to do dance performances etc covered in metallic gold or silver paint from top to toe, and the paint had to some special substance that allowed the skin to breathe, and even then she could only wear it for a limited time.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

I'd love a dream like that. :)

[wanderingmogwai.livejournal.com]

I don't think you're boring.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Awww, thanks! *hugs*

[elwenlj.livejournal.com]

You have reached the stage I recognise from when my own mum was getting more frail. I remember being very resentful of the fact that I dare not go anywhere further than a short bus ride away...even though mum had access to an emergency alarm system. That emergency system would call me, so I was on call 24/7. It was a hard time and you have my sympathy.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Thanks.
At the same time I feel so ugrateful; after all, she's in a great shape for her age and also razor sharp mentally, not to mention a very nice person, so I should thank God on my knees each evening (actually, I do), as it could be much, much worse. It is still hard sometimes. *sigh*

[beauty-forashes.livejournal.com]

Your entries aren't boring, at least not to me. I enjoy hearing about the little details of people's everyday lives.

Can you and your Mum both go somewhere else for a day, or a couple of days? It really does sound like you need a change of scenery.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Mum can't get into a car, even less take the train, so that's not an option, unfortunately.

[mirasaui.livejournal.com]

Wish both you and your Mum could take a vacation! You both deserve one.