Ok, so today I meet with an attorney regarding taking my ex back to court as he has not delivered on things he agreed to in the mediation/divorce decree. It's more complicated than that, but in any event, I now have to pay for additional legal services in order to get him OFF my mortgage.
I also have to drive out to Surprise again as my mom ended up in the ER again last night from another fall. My dad this week has been trying to get hospice care set up through Humana. My brother is there finally, as I picked him up at the airport Tues. I tried to get my folks into assisted living before an emergency like this, but they wanted to handle everything and thought they were doing fine. Mom has pretty much decided she's "done," and isn't eating or drinking enough to sustain life, which is why she is now falling when she gets up. It's been a little over a week since her hospitalization for colitis brought on by the radiation treatments. We saw her oncologist Tues., and she told that dr she wanted to be "done." We have to respect her. She's tired. She is in pain. The 30 mg morphine each morning and evening are not doing enough. She is still in a lot of pain. She is suffering. Enough.
This is my week of "feeling good," relatively speaking, in between chemotherapy infusions. Just like two weeks ago, I'm dealing with other stressful things. I guess my family is just going through a really bad time and we have to just deal with it and get through it.
My brother is still healing from his snowmobile accident, but he probably shouldn't be on snowmobiles since he's disabled and collecting SSI benefits. But who am I to tell him what to do.
My company has me on STD, which is 60% of my base salary, and yet they are deducting an additional over $500 a check to pay my outstanding medical bills with them which now top $5K. How can I pay my bills? I cannot. Therefore, I have asked one of my attorneys to convert me to chap 7 bankruptcy, and supposedly that is happening this week.
Sue wants me to go to Home Depot and pick out paint for my kitchen and she is going to paint it for me. Next week she leaves Arizona for Minnesota, to start a new job, move back in with her husband, and be there when her oldest daughter has a baby in March.
Is it any wonder I am crying myself to sleep lately?
I don't know how my dad is holding it together, but so far so good. He'll be next....
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