Hello again
How are all of you doing.
Me, not so well. Having to replace all of my ID and not being able to afford to do so. It is not just the ID, it is all the store cards as well. Then there is the matter of mom's cosmetics. Which the PGT is being difficult about. Even with the police file number.
I went looking or my bag, thinking that whoever took it will want to dump the bag ASAP. It turns out it was not at the library. They looked through the video and I did leave with it. But anyways I found the bag in the bushes, by the grocery store I was at that day. Empty of course. And torn. So it is useless now. I threw it away.
Then there is the rent, I am trying to get this solved. But I have now been given an eviction notice. So I have 10 days to pay or get out. I have no place to go. The rent was in my bag, as mentioned before, I was living with a alcoholic who would lie all the time about everything and just help herself to everyone's things. So I did not trust her and could not leave that kind of money lying around.
She just moved out, no one was around when she moved and she cleaned out our fridge and cupboards. Yes she took all of mine and the other roommates food. It is not allot, but enough.
Well my hearing is a problem, going in and out. Not having hearing aids, is making it even more problematic for me.
So that is the crap I am dealing with. The PGT refuses to provide the funds necessary to replace the Vega One mom is using. For the home as well as for my home. Which I put in the smoothies I make for mom. We are both out. The home and I.
Mom is out of her cosmetics, OK not out, They are gone thanks to the asshole who took my bag.
Anyways mom has been doing OK, No she doesn't know this happened to me. I would never tell her this. I say and will continue to say. I check my baggage at the door. I put on a smile and laugh and talk with mom as nothing has ever happened.
Tonight mom ate allot. A three cheese omelette with mushrooms and green onions, and 4 slices of bacon. . Plus an avocado and a papaya and and half.. As well as a glass of her smoothie. Oh yea, let us not forget her lindt chocolates. Mom ate very well I would say.
I have, every other day, been washing her hair. I took in my roommates empties to be able to buy mom more shampoo, as the PGT is refusing to release funds for this, as well. There being bitches. Sorry about that.
I wanted to do her nails tonight, but remembered that her nail care products were in the bag as well. I borrowed a nail file and did this at least.
I did have some samples of her cosmetic products and two extra bottles of her lotions. Two different one's. You see I have this card, from were I buy it, and once the card is full I receive $50.00 off my next purchase. So I always use it to get extra. Just in case. And this was a GOD send. I needed it. But I don't have the rest of her cosmetic items, which is used on a daily basis and has been this way for 4 years now. The samples I have are almost gone. Thank GOD for samples.
Mom, tonight was very full and after dinner all she wanted to do was sleep. She did not even want me to wash her face. Just her legs. This is her most relaxing part of her nightly spa treatment. The leg and foot massage. But as part of her nightly spa treatment I wash her face, arms legs and apply lotions to these areas. Even thought it was mom's once a week bath day.
But I can never get enough of mom wanting to hold my hand while she falls asleep. I sang allot to her tonight. to the point where mom told me to stop so she could just listen to the music. I am OK with this. It is not the first time and won't be the last time.
I am so tired. This last week has been a disaster. With loosing everything, dealing with the police. Trying to afford to replace my ID and not being able too. My hearing going in and out. My vertigo acting up. I can't afford the medication to keep it in check. So I am dizzy and falling over.
You know I miss my mother each and everyday, when I leave. I wish I could get the funds necessary to move to White Rock and have my own place to have mom over. To do more for mom. To be their for her lunch and feed her. To get mom out and about this summer.
I pray and beg GOD for help. Nothing. I just keep having more and more problems. Yet I will keep going to see mom. Even though I am broke and now have no groceries.
I am glad, thought I have the things for mom and bring them back and forth with me each day. Depression is setting in. A very deep depression.
I am going now,
GOD bless and good night.
Kris Schmuland
