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Wednesday, September 7, 2016

Hello September

This has not been a good month so far. Great way to start my blog post huh? Well it's the truth and this is all about my journey as a writer and in life also. So yeah, major crappy first week.

You're probably asking yourself what could make my week be so bad. It has been a week of getting next to no writing done because every time I sit down to write some new thing pops up that needs my attention more. Anyone who gets paid once a month will understand the payday madness that comes with the first of the month. You have to sit down and decide where you are going to send all your money and once all your bills are paid you are left with this small stack that is supposed to get you through to the end of the month.

It rarely does.

Also September is the last month of the third quarter and I set quarterly goals and I took a look at my list and realized, out of ten goals I had only finished five. that means I have five goals to accomplish this month. And all but one revolves around my mother. It seems getting things done for her is becoming a bigger hassle as time goes by, but these are things that need to get done. That is the whole reason I listed them as a goal in the first place. I guess even that fire wasn't hot enough to move me into action.

I do have to say I am proud of what I have accomplished in the last two months. Those goals were to get all my social media accounts setup and get my blog started. Now I have done all that and have not one but two blogs. Now I just need to get to my writing goal for my book. I'm close but not close enough.

We had a holiday, Monday. The official end to summer some say. I got to spend  the night before in the emergency room with my mother.She fell and I took her  in to make sure nothing was broken, they had done the x-rays and gotten the results back when the nurse asked how my Mom's head felt and she said her neck still hurt and the nurse checked to see what the cat-scan showed just to find out the Dr. didn't request it. So we got to stay longer, The diagnosis: Arthritis. hell, I could have told her that and saved us the trip. So as you can see a great week.

The worst part is that my Mom lives in a security building, that has a lock down system that activates at eleven p.m. each night. Since my mother in her wisdom pulled her emergency call button instead of me, the ambulance arrived before I did and they had already gotten Mom on the gurney and had her out in the hall and had locked her door. I was not thinking clearly and forgot about the stupid security measures. You have to have a remote to get into the building after eleven, guess where the remote was.

Yes, indeed it was. Locked inside my Mother's apartment.  I realized this as we sat there in the trauma ward around one am in the morning. So long story short, I had to bring her home and give her my bed, and I got to sit up all night until eight am the next morning,so we could get into her building. I didn't go to bed until around ten am on the fifth. 

Usually this would have only been a mild aggravation in the life of being my mother's caretaker, but Monday's are when I post my newest post on my The Adventures of The Cat's Eye Gang blog. so as you can imagine , I didn't get it written, so I had nothing to post. Her it is Tuesday night and I just now finished it at a few minutes before midnight. So tomorrow there will be two post releases. It will be interesting to see those numbers.

Well I guess I am done with my griping. Oh just FYI, sitting in a ER chair for over seven hours and then sitting up the rest of the night, does not make CFS symptoms go away, so I am fighting them as I write. So now I am going to find my medication and try to get some rest. 

I hope all of my readers have a blessed September and enjoy the kids going back to school. My favorite time of year is just around the corner, so I am looking forward to that.

1 comment:

  1. Well I hope your September rolls along better for you. It is wonderful that you take care of your mom like that, at least she has you. I feel for your pain... I get migraines so there are times when I can't write for two-four days and it drives me crazy! Wishing you well. Theresa