it's not like I expected to have a GREAT time but then there's the Benny Hill music playing in the background the entire weekend feeling which was. This.
Went to Costco with Juli but due to the one rules lawyer in the entire company had no way of getting switch 2
fine whatever got down to moms and then decided to go to Walmart on Monday
round one of hissing at moms friends from under the bed, do not sleep well
round one of dog swearing at the fox at six am
round one of dog being extremely offended I do not put sprinkles in dog food
Drive to town, get mom a lap desk set up, get switch 2, very excited
round two of hissing from under the bed leads to the discovery that the switch 2 has a screen fault and will need to be mailed back to Nintendo
sigh well okay moms foot is acting up so we're gonna go up Tuesday and I'll leave from there it will be fine IF we get into the first appt to get the cast cut and thence to the second appt to get the ultra sound to make sure she doesn't have a clot and then back to the first place to get the cast redone
I fall asleep at 230am. Dog starts screaming at the fox at 6am. Round two of how dare I make him eat plain kibble
right as I am standing by to get mom in chair (we are fifteen minutes behind schedule) and mom is saying we've got to go someone from her church calls and she spends five minutes chatting and I spend five minutes trying not to swear
Benny Hill music intensifies
stepdad drives the entire 35 miles like he's auditioning for the Daytona 500 and catches major air on a pothole causing audible howls of pain from both passengers
we get a flat tire about two miles and fifteen minute from the appt
mom panics I think longingly of my old friend nicotine and get a priority pickup on Lyft
second and third pivot transfer duos of the day and me tipping the guy on LYFT like 50%
successfully get cast removed, transfer mom again, get to ultrasound place (no clot), retransfer mother
mom begins to say we have so much time before next appt and in rare case of mutual sympathy both stepdad and I scream DONT SAY IT
back at other place for cast re putting on.
mom has infection in surgical wound! She gets upgraded to a boot because she has to change dressing and send pics every day
Brief pause while I transfer mom to toilet
where do I want to have lunch. Mom wants to give me a nice lunch. Juli comes to rescue with nice, wheelchair friendly place, transfer mom into the car, then into wheelchair for restaurant
LAST TRANSFER OF THE DAY adding up to fourteen I think possibly sixteen pivot transfers with a leg that can't bear weight.
I am deposited at train station. Just as I heave a sigh of relief I look up at the arrivals
an hour after I should have been on the train the bus comes and I immediately crash so hard that I close my eyes and when I open them I'm in Portland despite being next to a very nice lady and her four very nice but restless children
anyway this morning after I stopped feeling like I'd deadlifted 140lbs sixteen times in one day, I sent off the switch 2 and bought embroidery thread to make a red wrist cord cause this weekend was cursed even by my standards
and you know what, fuck it.