Tuesday, May 1, 2012

I am only here to be my mother's servant

Hello again

So today was and is a stressful day. I came home last night to a kitchen that was a mess, all the dishes and pots and pans were dirty. And just left there. I could not even cook dinner for myself and make things for mom. And when I got up today it was still the same. So this morning I could not even make mom her dinner.

Now I have brought mom both of my comforters, as she had only the thin blanket from the hospital. I brought her one, but it was for a man. As I am, I had another one, with floral print, that an old girlfriend left and I was using. So I brought that to her today. And then I told mom I was going to bring the other one home. Wow, she got mad at me. So I now have no comforters left to use. And I need to replace the one's of mine before I can get mine back.

I wrote the PGT telling them mom needed comforters and that I was bringing her mine. That I only had two comforters and a few sets of pillow cases. I wrote to them tonight and told them I now have no comforters and I need to get a few for mom and pillow cases. No reply today, Wait and see tomorrow.

They are doing there same old song and dance. I turned in all the receipts last week and mom needs things. As night gowns. 4 night gowns. Her snacks, drinks and fruit.

With the bags I have. I am ruining the fruit. Everything gets tossed around no matter how I arrange it. And the fruit gets squashed in the process. Just yesterday, 2 mango's and an Asian pear were ruined. And I have nothing left to buy anything for her. Broke. Broke and broke.

This is starting to really piss me off. And I will get really nasty now if something is not done now. My Internet is gone, my cable and home phone. I have my cell phone as a hotspot and I don't have the data plan for it.

I am suppose to have Internet included in my rent. But it never works.

For the last two weeks I have been caring three bags out to mom's and my back and leg is in extreme pain. But I still won't stop going no matter how much pain I am in. I will not stop. It is just I need one good backpack that has lot's of pockets. To organize everything.

And my living situation is not ideal for me. I am getting extremely stressed out because of it. I see it in myself. I get a tick when to stressed and it is back and I have not had this tick in years and years.

If the PGT would of kept their promise last fall I would be living in White Rock already. I read my horoscope the other day and it said I was getting a benefactor. That would be nice.

That way I could get to White Rock and get the web sites up and running. One a resource site and the other a for profit site.

I need to be in White Rock. I need everything for a home. As I don't even have a pot or pan. Nor a bed. I have been to broke over the last few years. Being a student and getting things done for mom. Don't get me wrong, everything I have done and will do for mom, I enjoy and will continue. I just need to be really close to her right now. She needs me more now than before. I see it in her eye's And the way she tries to speak to me. Mom is just talking a mile a minute. And I pray every night that GOD let's me understand everything mom is saying. No luck so far. I will continue to ask my GOD for the help I need. The financial, spiritual and emotional help I need. The help getting furniture for a new place. A descent place. That is accessible for mom.

Mom has allot to say and I need to understand her. I need to be close to her. And I need to eliminate the stress I am under now. And I can do this by moving to White Rock. And living on my own. So I can get mom over for visits and dinners, and possibly for nights.

I am going to put this out there again. I am asking for help to move to White Rock and get everything I need to furnish the place.

My address is 2546 Glen Drive Coquitlam, British Columbia Canada V3B0A4 and I will put this in my profile.

I have to go now, I need to get some sleep. As I couldn't cook again tonight.

Oh yea. The PGT is up to its old tricks again.

GOD bless and good night.

Kris