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No longer on the river and, again, an empty nester. Back to living on Fleming Island and making some more friends!

Monday, November 23, 2009

Let the fun begin!

Or, rather, continue! Monday morning and I am awaiting the arrival of my sis-in-law, Mona, who is going to come up to see Mom’s place and then we are going to have breakfast. Like with Linda J., we always have words leftover, too! Mona grew up only blocks from here so this is her former stomping ground. This afternoon Mom and I are going to see her neurologist together so I can ask questions if I wish to. Now I almost feel like I should after the dream I had last night…
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Here we go on another dream trip with Kim! This time my friend who is a counselor (Tracy, maybe??? Or Jami, from Amarillo???) gets me as a patient as I became----confused, perhaps? See? I cannot even put into words the sensation I was experiencing in the dream, though I am not surprised at this. She becomes adversarial toward me, dismissive, probably more client/patient than friend. Given my mental state I was likely misreading everything.
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I was still married in the dream, and my spouse was taking me to a session and on the way up the stairs I sat down and sobbed my heart out because I felt so badly about this happening to me. I feared I would start using filthy, horrible language and no one would like me anymore, or even recognize me with such language and attitude. Hmmm, it just occurred to me that I spoke with my friend from church on Saturday, whose hubby has early onset Alzheimer’s disease which might have triggered this dream.
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Because I stopped on the steps to cry, I was late to the therapy session and no one acknowledged me as my spouse was already there, left me on the steps to sob. She kept talking without breaking stride, as though I was not there, but a bit later, tossed a booklet my direction which slipped into the water where we were all floating. Okay, this is weird….I grabbed it and saw it was a project she and I had been working on together until I became ill, with her tossing it to like indicating I was done. Now is when the inappropriate language should come forth, but did not. It is the sensation of not having control (I do have control issues!!!) of my mouth and mind that leaves me so frustrated and frightened, and would you, most likely, as well.
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Mom and I might go do some shopping after her doctor visit, if she feels like it. I want to get as much done as possible while I am “home” to avoid having to ship at CHRISTmas time. On Facebook I read where some people have nearly finished their shopping already and have also wrapped their gifts. Like a game, it is like a contest to see who can buy the earliest and wrap the soonest, to say “DONE!” before all the others. I just don’t want to have to ship, that’s all. Other times I have purchased through Penney’s who will deliver to the home, and for extra fees, gift wrap and label for the shopper. Nice! I certainly cannot ask Mom to do that for me. We are only shopping for the kids on my side of the family as a rule, but rule breakers may also buy for anyone in their home on CHRISTmas Day (try to stop me!).
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I have names on the exchange list with the other side of my family to shop for, seemingly easy ones, plus the nieces and nephew. Many ideas are circulating through my brain already but will wait to make decisions until I am in the store. I love the flurry of activity.
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Tonight I am meeting Dolly for dinner at the Green Street Tavern---my first visit there since getting into town Friday night. THAT must be some kind of record! Dolly said she had not eaten there since we did during the springtime visit so she is due for some wonderful perch and great times together. Speaking of great times, I must get ready for Mona’s arrival. Have a blessed day all, and keep your language clean!