Month: July 2021

5090 Song Number 12/50

Dig it, a new song!

My mother is still awake. It’s 11:40. She’s not in agony anymore, but she’s still in pain. It’s been almost four hours since her 12 hour pain pill. Shit. I really wanna go to sleep.

Meeces to Pieces

I know a lot of people will be offended by this one. I apologize. I mean no offense, but I am also not sorry so… sorry.

Look back two posts ago. See that picture? Can you guess where this one is going?

My mother saw a furry little rodent critter today. It came out from under her dresser, ran a while along the length of it, and then ducked under again. My brother asked me to pick up some traps on the way over.

As mentioned in the previous post, the secret is peanut butter. I set one up and slid it onto a spatula and gently placed it under the hospital bed in the living room. No problem. Then I went to setup a second trap and it went off on me three friggin’ times before I could get it onto the spatula, then it went off again when I gently placed it on the floor behind the comfy chair. One more try and I finally got it down. Then I baited a third trap and put it under my mother’s dresser, near where she saw one earlier.

I think that was at about 8:45 or so. Maybe a little earlier, but about then. The trap under the comfy chair went off at 9:30. I figured it was just touchy because that was the bastard that gave me all the trouble.

Nope.

Rest in peace, you little home invading rodent fucker. Meeces to Pieces, indeed.

…And We’re Back

Here we go again.

She was all right when I got here at 6:35. She was all right when she got her pain meds at 8:00pm. She was all right when I set the mouse traps at a little before 9:00pm.

At 9:10 she’s in agony.

Pretty much right on time.

Friday

Lunchtime on Friday. This is about where the last couple of Fridays have blown up in our faces. It’s been very quiet today (too, too quiet) and I am optimistic that the quiet trend will continue for another three hours and 45 minutes or so (I hope).

It really hasn’t been a long day, but somehow it sort of feels like a long day. I might just be overly tired but I can’t quite put my finger on whatever it is I am talking about. I think I need a weekend. Preferably a long weekend, but I don’t have one of those on the books until September. I’ll have to settle for a normal weekend.

I think I have four more cans of Diet Pepsi flavored caffeine in this house. That should be more than enough to get me through the work day. I have a meeting at 2:00, and the next round of meds is also at 2:00… so I guess she’s getting her meds a couple of minutes early.

I’m here at my parents today. I will be home around 7:00. Then tomorrow evening I come back here and stay until Sunday evening. Then I am working in the office on Monday. Then I come back here on Tuesday evening. Shit, man. I need this to end. I have a doctors appointment on Tuesday, but that falls squarely in the none-of-your-business file for now. Maybe someday I’ll mention that again. Nothing bad, just not shareable at this time. It’s all part of needing my father to be well enough to come home and then figuring out how to move forward from there. Plans are being fabricated. Actions are being researched. You know, the whole drill.

I wanna go home.

Get the Damn Vaccine

I mentioned my mother’s ears are blocked. That means she has the volume on the television cranked. It is literally as far away from me as it can be while both of us are still in the house and it sounds like it’s scotch taped to my head.

She’s watching the morning news. They are interviewing people who are not taking the Covid-19 vaccine because reasons. All of the reasons are false and total bullshit, but reasons.

You cannot exist in the year 2021 and be so stupid that you choose to not take this vaccine. You simply cannot be that stupid.

Take the fucking vaccine.