Today has been the most emotional and crazy day. This has nothing to do with weight loss, weight gain, or exercise. But I just need to write. This morning, I found out, through odd circumstances, that Disabled Man was letting the woman who formerly caused all his issues back into his home. This woman had DM going to a pain clinic complaining so he could get meds that she could steal. She had him take out payday loans in his name so she could have the money. She had left bills from the last 3+ years unopened on his end table. She would steal his monthly inheritance check, or at least cash it and buy him about $30 in groceries and pocket the other $470.
DM has actually filed a couple police reports again this woman on his own. Sadly, this woman is my sister-in-law on my husband's side. One condition when volunteering to help DM was that she never be allowed in his home again. There have been a couple other things here recently that have had to push me to tell DM he is walking on thin ice. Yes, he is schizophrenic and mentally delayed. Yet he is smart enough to deceive and act in such a way that he gets what he wants somehow, someway, from someone.
When it came to light today that sister-in-law was at his house, things just broke loose. I was very nice to DM, but this whole thing caused a fight in the family between me, my husband, and two other members of the family. It's just drama, drama, drama. My husband drew the line and pointed out, which is true, that our family SHOULD NOT have to go through this kind of stress. DM has been warned. He is smart enough to know how to get his way. He was the baby of his wealthy family and has always gotten his way, no matter what kind of trouble he has ever caused. He had high-up family members in the police force who had his troubles erased. Well, that's not how THIS FAMILY works. In our family, you do right or you are punished or pay the consequences in some way. So I told DM that I was no longer his caretaker, effective immediately.
He feels that we are overreacting. I feel that NO ONE in this situation realizes that I spent hours and HOURS of 2013 digging this man out of $10,000 worth of debt. He became 100% debt free at some point in 2014. This took a lot of hard work. No one seems to care that I have handled coordinating all medications, doctor's visits, straightening out misleading medical records, etc. And THAT is why I am NOT overreacting. This woman canNOT just walk back into his life and mess him up all over again while I sit by and watch and he lies to me about it, all to get a half of a cigarette as reward!!! Ughhhhh. I don't want recognition. I just don't want all the hours I have poured into this man to be erased because of a self-centered, thieving, druggie. Plus, DM doesn't know how to stand up for himself in situations. This woman has even physically hit him in the past because her temper rages when she is doing drugs.
So I spent today on the phone, once again, calling his pharmacy, family physician, home health agency, cleaning crew, and a few other people explaining the situation. I had to sit at the bank and wait for 40 minutes with 4 kids so I could close out DMs joint checking account with me (how I was able to handle his $500 check for him). I gave the bank man the check card and checks to be shredded. Thankfully, he has a gov't rep payee set up to handle his major bills and direct deposit into their account of his Social Security check. I also made spreadsheets and grocery printouts and medication instructions for DM or whoever may end up helping him at the home health agency.
So today was so not a fun day. Even our 4-H meeting was a flop. The lady was running 20 minutes behind. I am not good with being on time (although not that late), so no big deal. But then a new parent came in halfway through and 30 minutes were taken to explain everything to her instead of continuing on. The meeting ran late. The pledges weren't said. No one got to read their minutes or service reports or thought of the day. Blah. We did turn in promotional posters for 4-H, and that was fun. They go on to county competition because they were deemed blue ribbon. Of course, it's not ike there's any competition in our small group. Thankfully, just the poster goes, though. Not us!
Hubby had a tooth pulled today. All this dental stuff is going to be the death either emotionally or financially of us. Seriously. I get really aggravated. It's no one's fault but my own (and possibly my parents, hehe) for not taking care of my teeth when I was a kid. All these giant fillings that I've had for 20 to 30 years are turning into root canals and crowns. I actually chipped a front tooth last Sunday, but thankfully it is tiny. Hubby has had two molars on one side pulled, but thankfully his wisdom tooth is moving up and in to take the place of one. <sigh> At this point, dentures are looking like a nice option for us rather than to keep wracking up dental expenses, 0% interest or not!
And while at the bank, the manager brought up our income to debt ratio. It's just a normal thing to be a hamster in a wheel as a one-income family of 6. Fine. We always at least mostly pay off and then just start over each year at income tax return time. But these teeth repairs are killing us! Anyway, the man starts running numbers on our debt, a home equity loan, refinancing, just a million different options. I didn't ask for his opinion. He just started in on it. It was pretty enlightening, though, and gave me some things to consider. But it also depressed me, yanno? Just don't talk to me about money. I'd prefer to turn a blind eye to it rather than face it. NOT the way to handle it, I know. And even though we are way better than last year, will it ever be "good?" Blah. So what did I do? I went to Kroger and bought brownie mix.
I. Am. An. Idiot.
(Negative self-talk? Yes!)
(Negative self-talk? Yes!)
I was just reading an article tonight on stress making you crave sugar and carbs and how belly fat, which I have an abundance of, is so dangerous. I will link it here if you'd like to read about it.
Hope that works. It comes from my bloglovin' frame.
After reading that, I'm not sure if I feel like eating natural, exercising,and getting more sleep or just eating another serving of brownies out of despair! Lol
Anyway, I know my blog has been anything BUT weight-loss related for like 2 weeks now. Sorry. Oh! And TOM is nearly 2 weeks late. I bought a pregnancy test just to make sure I didn't have another ectopic pregnancy or anything because I was having some pain on my right side. Negative. So I guess my cycle is just horribly thrown off. I'm sure that is NOT helping my hormones or how I'm feeling or reacting to things right now. Blah. Is there a "reset to original settings" button on my body somewhere? That was 7 pounds, 13 oz. That was a nice weight!
Just pray for me. While I totally agree with hubby about the stress of helping Disabled Man, he has been like a fifth child to me since May 2013. It's not easy to let go and to not worry about how his meds will be handled, what his diet will look like, or if anyone will pay attention now to the fact that he needs a hair cut or new clothes when he does. :( I will still see him at church when he comes. He says he wants to still be picked up in the church van. My husband assured him that we do still love him but he has to realize that he has broken the rules way too many times and we can't handle this stress anymore. I will still fix him a plate of leftovers when we have them. I worry for him. But I know that I can't continue trying to care for someone who won't care for himself. I am not a medical professional and have to just let go.
So there is a big vent-y post. With those final words, I'm going to bed so I stay out of the brownies!