Hello again
Today I woke up in so much pain, I could barely get out of bed. I have been hunched over all day long. And to carry what I carry, without proper bags is also killing me. I hate taking pain killers, but today and for the last few days I have had no choice.
I need to work out but not going to happen. I can deal with pain, but this is very extreme.
So I get up and go no matter what. I need to be there for my mother. It has been a crappy week. I did nothing for my birthday. And I am glad it is over with. My birthday that is. It was one day that I just wanted something good to happen to me.
don't get me wrong. What I do for my mother is the best part of my day. I look forward to going to see her. I miss her when I am not their. As stated before I am nothing if it were not for my mother and what I do for her.
Mom knew I was in pain. She could see it on my face. But, as always she was glad to see me. She is not getting treated properly. As in she is not getting to the dentist. And not being taken to the toilet. A human rights violation. Time to file a complaint with the human rights commission.
I still have not received and answer about my parents photo's. Ok I think I did, and the PGT told me to go to social assistance.
He, the case manager of my mother, at the PGT does not seem to know how to read. Or only reads what he wants to read. As in he hears what he wants to hear.
So time to fight this. The photo's are sitting in storage and getting ruined. I need to get them out and restore them. To put them on disk and to re print them. So I can put them on a digital frame for mom. And print some out to hang up in mom's room.
He just doesn't get this. The case manager at the PGT.
Right now I am having a hard time even sitting here typing this out. I am experiencing tingling up my back.
So I am finally able to get mom some glasses to stop the glare from the lights in the pavilion as well as protect her from the UV rays outside.
Because of the pain killers I am sort of babbling now. I think. The pain killers are not that strong, but taking enough of them is messing with my head. And I am not liking this feeling.
No worries though.
Again, no matter how much I hurt I will get up and be there for mom tomorrow.
GOD bless and good night.
Kristopher W. A. Schmuland
