Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Today a better day, but still the same

Hello again.

Besides the fact that I dont' eat very often. And you know what. It upsets me that I am not skinny. It is the anti depressant drugs that are keeping the weight on. I walk as much as I can stand. I am in more pain now. This is due to the bus accident. I find it difficult to walk, sit or even ride the bus. But I have to ride transit as I need and want to get to White Rock to see mom.

Wow I have done some research on the klms I travel. It is 35klms to downtown Vancouver. Than another 15klms to Richmond and then 55 klms to White Rock. That is 105 klms one way. And I am being conservative with this. And then anther 105 klms back. I am use to it and it is the fastest way to White Rock to see mom. Sunday it took me over 3 hours to get out their. A SUV is needed. I am going to pray for this. It is not selfish, I don't think. It will allow me to get out their faster and I can take mom out. As well as be able to concentrate some time on the adsaac and get this going.

But I do not know if I should be moving out their. I have put it out their to GOD and I am awaiting an answer. Or a sign. Or something. It is difficult to deal with the idiot I live with. He refuses to clean, and he has dishes in the sink that have been their for over a month now. And he just refuses to clean. He thinks he is better than anyone. Well he is a drunk. And tonight he brought a friend over, Ok he is a paranoid person. He put an extra locking latch on the door. Well as a joke today. I found  his lock and put it on his door. The key was right their beside his door. How would I know that he is blind and could not see his own key.

Now he brought this friend over and tried to cause some problems. I simply told his friend to go. Just go away, This is none of your business and I have already told him that I thought I was doing him a favor by putting his lock on for him. The key is right their and it is his lock. But because he is such a drunk, he is paranoid and has some emotional problem. He wanted to cause some problems, but this will never happen.

So I am not sure what I want to do. It is a long way to go by bus. 6 or more hours or 40 minutes by driving one way of course. I am a clean person and I do not think I should be cleaning any ones mess. Especially when their are three of us here and we all have to clean to make sure the home is respectable to all who live here. Now I have to deal with the fact that the drunks might seek retaliation. Who knows. I don't trust him at all and never have. I new what he was when he moved in. And I had no choice about who moved in. Look. at 9am he has already had a few beers. Come on now.

But I am waiting for GOD to answer me. I am asking  to win the lottery. I want mom to live with me and I need this to make it happen. It is up to HIM if this happens not me. Would be nice though.

Tonight mom walked again, and she did this twice. Once around her room than sitting down and then a few minutes latter up and walking again. I have not seen such a smile on her face in a long time. It made me cry and cry. Also I brought mom a drawing of Dad. And I saw the happiness in mom's eyes when I took it out of my bag and mom pointing to the dresser to put it their, with the other photo's. This also made me cry more. It was an emotional night for me.

I love it that mom is becoming happier and is speaking more clearly with each passing day. I am extremely glad that mom is starting to walk again. I am also glad that I don't listen to the doctor's when they say to me, that your mother will never walk or talk again. What the #%%#@%&&&*# is this about.

I new right from the start that this doctor is negative. I see it. She is a very nice person. Don't get me wrong. I just don't believe in any of these doctors. They are of old school.  We don't help to heal the patients. But we just keep them sedated.

Again never will I believe in this train of thought. I am a firm believer in the power of touch, contact. Ok even though I do not liked to be touched by anyone. I don't even like things to touch me. But mom is the only one I will let touch me and the only one I will hug or give a kiss to. Not a single other person out their will I let touch me. This is a stress issue. And will probably go away, when I deal with the issue of funds and eating on a regular basis'. As well as the transportation issue. And the living thing.

I have to go to sleep now.

GOD Bless and good night

Kris