Showing posts with label family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label family. Show all posts

Fricking Family

Friday, February 10, 2012
I SWEAR what they say IS true about family.  All the sayings about how they can be a pain in the ass, ya can pick your friends but not your family, etc.  In all of my 42 years, I will never understand mine.  (Some members, anyway.  Others I understand all too well.) 

 Forever Family in Italian

I received bad news about my older cousin L who is an end-stage alcoholic.  She now also has end-stage liver failure and it was told to me that "she would be gone by the end of the year."  Now this is no surprise to me-not the way her health has been in such decline.  She has had detox after detox and each time the health care professionals say that she will be dead if she goes back to drinking.  When you know much about alcoholism, you learn to take that kind of thing with a grain of salt.  Yes, sometimes they do die after the next drink.  Sometimes they go on for years.  I have no idea why and neither do the so-called professionals.  Probably comparable to the same way some people can linger on with a terminal cancer while others succumb to it rather quickly.  And that right there is one of my main theories behind how our society needs to treat alcoholism like a type of cancer.  I don't mean biologically, but rather pathologically.  I'm convinced that there are different types of alcoholics as there are different types of cancers...thousands even.  Thus, there are hundreds of different types of treatments.  I think that we are in our infancy stages where alcoholism treatment/cure is concerned.  Although, there are some awesome strides being made in research these days.  Still, we are far from aggressive treatment and a cure.

Where was I going with this?  Oh yeah.  L really has no one.  Her mom and brother live halfway across the country.  My uncle (her dad) lives close to her but it might as well be a million miles away.  For whatever the reason their relationship is pretty estranged.  I have my theories and I feel that they both are to blame.  She has no friends and has lost her long time companion a couple of years ago.  They were never married but might as well have been.  
She's not "old" either.  At least I don't consider 50-something old for dying of end-stage alcoholism and liver diseased.  I've been wanting to go visit with her for quite some time now but am pretty limited in where I can go.  She lives an hour's drive from me.  Right now L is in the hospital but will be transferred to a nursing home soon-where she will go to die.  She had two other brothers that are deceased-suicide.  Unfortunately this is a family trait along with the alcoholism issues.  True be told, I think she wants to die but doesn't want to outright do it like her brothers did.  

I understand that family has to detach from the alcoholic, really I do.  I found myself in that situation before.  But there is a difference from detaching in a healthy way and total abandonment.  My aunt (her mother) has not been made fully aware of her condition.  In my opinion this is wrong.  I understand that my other cousin is just trying to protect their mom.  God knows the woman has had enough drama in her life.  With that being said, it still is her daughter and she deserves to be told.  What if L dies before my aunt could see her and say goodbye.  

The other one who cares about L is my aunt C.  Actually L is my second cousin but I just refer to her as my cousin in the hopes to keep it from getting so confusing.  (I'm probably making it worse)  My aunt C and cousin L are first cousins and close in age.  Apparently they were very close growing up also.  

I just cannot stand to see anyone die alone.  That has got to be one of the worst things in the world.  Nobody deserves that.  I think between my aunt C and I, we can at least be there for L in her last days.  

Like I said before though, I just don't get it.  Its as if most of the family says "Oh yeah L is drinking herself to death.  She'll be dead soon enough and we'll be rid of her."  They don't actually say that word for word but its the attitude they project.  

The older that I have gotten the less I judge.  I've found out the hard way that you just never know what you will do until you are put in someones same situation.  

Family Should Not Live With Family! (In most situations)

Monday, October 17, 2011
Now I'm not talking about family living with family as in Mother, Father, son, daughter.  No.  I'm talking about when you are a gown adult and move back in with your parent(s) or they move in with you.  Its just a very bad idea and can make you crazier than a rat in a tin shit-house.  Unfortunately I speak from experience.

Sometimes families living together like this cannot be helped.  For instance, my initial experience in living with family.  I was a stay-at-home mom and my (then) husband was making $62k per year.  Obviously I did not need to work.  I won't get into why we divorced-that's a subject for some other time.  At any rate, it was unexpected and sudden.  My kids and I ended up moving in with my dad and his wife...much to my chagrin.  But when you have three kids ages; 14, 11 and 8, and you're not working...ya gotta do something quick!

So the kids and I packed up and out to my dad's we went.  Truth be told, I think we would have been just fine there had it not been for my step-mother and I clashing like oil and water.  MAJOR control issues there.  I managed to tough that out for just under two years.

Now we are living with The Boyfriend's mom...or rather she's living with us.  Depends on how you look at it I guess.  She and I don't fight but its just not a good situation/environment conducive to trying to maintain a relationship.  (Which I use that term EXTREMELY loosely)  I have none of my furniture here, none of my decor, etc.  I have the bedroom and that's it.  We split cooking the meals but I've come to detest cooking.  With the tiny kitchen being 6'x9' there's definitely NOT room for anyone else to be in there.  His mom has an annoying habit of standing right in the way while I'm trying to cook.  Then of course she has to tell me how SHE would cook whatever I'm cooking.  One of these days I'm just gonna snap & say "Well then, why the f**k don't YOU cook it then?!"

Speaking of cooking, its such a pain in the ass to cook for those two!  I've never seen people so picky.  They do NOT eat vegetables, NO fruit, don't like seasonings unless its blazing hot crap.  Their idea of perfect homemade spaghetti is hamburger and V8 juice.  NOT...EVEN...KIDDING!  Me being Italian; I thought I was going to have a stroke the first time I saw them eat it like that!

Oh and there's so much more to bitch about.  I won't though, I would be here all frigging night.  Needless to say, its past time for me to get the hell outta here.  Hopefully I get this job at LMH so I can do just that!

And keep my sanity in the meantime!  Anyone have any Ativan?  Valium?  Klonopin?  Xanax?  LOL

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