PRIMER CHRISTY CLARK. THE LEADER OF THE PROVINCE OF BRITISH COLUMBIA IS ALLOWING THE PUBLIC GUARDIAN AND TRUSTEE OF BC TO
RUIN CHRISTMAS FOR MY MOTHER AND I
AND TO
CONTINUE TO ABUSE MY MOTHER AND I
Hello again
I see that allot of everyone is tuning out of my blog. That is OK. I write this as it is necessary so others may experience the actual, events, feelings, frustrations and emotions of a caregiver for someone with this debilitating and progressive disease. As well, and the most important, what is and has been happening to my mother, as mom has to deal with the drugs and doctors
What I write is the truth, I do not fabricate anything. What I write about my thoughts and feeling are exactly what is going on at that moment in time.
I do the right thing, and this should be built into everyone. To do the right thing, no matter what and how hard it may seem. How emotional it may be, and how one has to hold back the tears.
I do not do this for my mother, because it is the right thing to do. Even though this is the way I was raised. I do this because my parents raised me well. In the last many years I have found out exactly how well they have raised me. I go everyday, without even thinking about it. I go to be their for my mother.
The last several days, that I have missed, have been hard on mom. When I am not their, mom thinks that I don't love her anymore or that I am mad at her.
Last night, I went to Queensboro, an isolated community, within the lowermainland. With sporadic, at best, buss service. I went a borrowed enough money, from someone I hate to borrow from, to get a bus pass and some things for mom. Fruit, drinks, etc... etc... I will have to repay, with high interest of course, because of the nature of the loan, and who I borrowed from. I only have to the end of the month. And the $200. I borrowed is now $400. I went in the rain, waited 45 minutes. and then because the bus service is bad. I had to walk 1 and a half klms over the bridge to get to the Sky Train station to get home. I was completely drenched by the time I got home. Right through to my underwear. A real rain storm, it was last night. Blowing winds.
Yes everyone knows one of these people you can borrow from with extremely high interest rates.
So today when I arrived at Oceanside, all the staff were saying to me you have missed 3 days, what happened, your mom has not had a good time. So without hesitation, I told each one, who asked the truth. That the PGT is playing games and have promised so much and not carried through with any of it. As it was with Christmas, A nothing Christmas. A present-less Christmas. Yes but mom and I had each other and that is the best Christmas one could ask for.
How the PGT has helped me with a bus pass each month. Because I have been a poor starving student,. and broke. When mom was in Coquitlam, I walked to see her. How the PGT is playing a huge game with me. To show that they are the god, and all powerful. But little do they know, they are abusing my mother, and this is showing exactly the type of organization they really are. I went on and on to each of the staff member who showed the slightest interest in why I could not make it.
I have no problem anymore telling my story to anyone who will listen. I will not be pushed around by the PGT and they will not continue to abuse my mother, as they are doing. It is I they have a problem with. As I fight for all of my mothers rights. And will continue to do.
The PGT is showing their true colours. and I am glad.
As I have been waiting until they do this. To catch them in their lies. As the protector of the elderly.
Excuse me BULL SHIT
I have so many stories about the PGT and the way they treat people it is not funny.
GOD bless and good night
Kris
