Shiftkitty
Registered User
... two surgeries and a nursing home later I finally have part of my life back! No, none of this was mine. I blame mother-in-law who had one surgery that was needed, one that was entirely voluntary, and then spent god knows how long demanding that everyone do everything for her. Did we? Hell no. This woman is a harpy from the get-go. She tried to force her way into our home for convalescence, but as she already nearly destroyed her other two children's marriages with her charm and personality (read all the sarcasm you like into this), there was no way in Hell we were letting her in with us. So why did this take up all my time if we refused to carry her load? Because my sister-in-law, a saint if ever there was one, needed help dealing with possibly the most ungrateful woman ever to walk the Earth. She not only needed physical help, like car repairs and someone to help with her own errands (mother-in-law lives 38 miles away), but she needed emotional support because she felt like strangling the old bat every time she saw her.
Before anyone condemns us for leaving her 38 miles away when she claims she needs so much help (funny, she can drive 38 miles to church three times a week and cavort to her craft stores and shop for hours whenever she wants), her own children have very sound reasons for wanting nothing to do with her, and let's leave it at that. They tell all of us spouses that as soon as she's ready to discuss matters honestly, they'll be there. Until then, no more games.
There's still some aftershocks going on because she's going to need a nursing home sooner than she thinks. She has deluded herself into thinking that she's going to move in with one of us, and is calling all of us constantly to harp and harangue mixed with sob stories. It's all been emotionally draining. This woman needs professional help, but I'm not holding my breath hoping she'll voluntarily get it.
So until the next "mother-in-law bomb" goes off, I have a lot of catching up to do here. I apologize for my extended absence.
Before anyone condemns us for leaving her 38 miles away when she claims she needs so much help (funny, she can drive 38 miles to church three times a week and cavort to her craft stores and shop for hours whenever she wants), her own children have very sound reasons for wanting nothing to do with her, and let's leave it at that. They tell all of us spouses that as soon as she's ready to discuss matters honestly, they'll be there. Until then, no more games.
There's still some aftershocks going on because she's going to need a nursing home sooner than she thinks. She has deluded herself into thinking that she's going to move in with one of us, and is calling all of us constantly to harp and harangue mixed with sob stories. It's all been emotionally draining. This woman needs professional help, but I'm not holding my breath hoping she'll voluntarily get it.
So until the next "mother-in-law bomb" goes off, I have a lot of catching up to do here. I apologize for my extended absence.
I've missed your unique brand of wit! : angel