As God as my witness.I'll never be sick at Disney World again~~~wrapping things up...

[winkers]

Wow! A trip to WDW really makes you imagination fly!

Sorry you had to endure so much in this trip, bet your next one will be very very special (comparing it to this one anyway )

to be honest, it wasn't bad all the time. Since she lives with us, you'd think I'd be used to her by now.

 

[Tribilín]

to be honest, it wasn't bad all the time. Since she lives with us, you'd think I'd be used to her by now.

Shhhhh! Don't say that, after this trip any lawyer can get you a month at the GF and hit every expensive spa in town!

 

[Blueyed Girl]

it's good to know you'll think of me whenever you think of a bag of crap.

you know I did not mean it like that! At least I've changed it to a positive bag of crap. And I promise to never try to get you to carry my crap bag.

 

[winkers]

Shhhhh! Don't say that, after this trip any lawyer can get you a month at the GF and hit every expensive spa in town!

I like the way you think!

you know I did not mean it like that! At least I've changed it to a positive bag of crap. And I promise to never try to get you to carry my crap bag.

I know....I was just teasing you.

with 4 kids I should be used to carring bags of crap by now....they think I'm their personal carry-all.

 

[All7OfUs]

to be honest, it wasn't bad all the time. Since she lives with us, you'd think I'd be used to her by now.

OMG!! She lives with you?!

That's downright frightening!! My DH's grandmother carried a bag of crap too; it was huge, and contained all kinds of stuff, like used Kleenexes, tweezers (never know when you're gonna need those away from home!), and empty lipstick tubes. Not to mention, dead hearing aid batteries, empty pill bottles, and 300 pens (and to think only one does the trick).

I did home care for her in the last few months of her life, and there just was NO talking her into ditching the bag. it's like a second generation umbilical cord thingy attached her to it.

 

[Hallowishes]

the pros and cons of a catheter LOL!!!!

 

[winkers]

OMG!! She lives with you?!

.

yep...going on 11 years.

the pros and cons of a catheter LOL!!!!

it would make traveling so much easier.

 

[Underdog369]

I just want you to know that I love the phrase "Magical Bag of Crap". For some reason it has really caught on and I can't let it go. Everytime I pick up my purse or think about my little park bag, I think "my magical bag of crap". Ok so my bags are probably not nearly as large as your MIL's bag (judging from what you've described) but it still could be "magical". I love the phrase and I think I'm going to keep it for a while.

One year we heard on MTV "You know you're getting old when your purse is bigger than your head." My mom's MBOC can hold 4 bowling balls, a year's worth of kleenex, several parkas, 3 quilts, and a person who can't afford airfare. All kidding aside, her bag held about 30 to 40 pounds of C and NONE of it useful. Is it any wonder why my kids didn't want to carry it?

OMG!! She lives with you?!

That's downright frightening!! My DH's grandmother carried a bag of crap too; it was huge, and contained all kinds of stuff, like used Kleenexes, tweezers (never know when you're gonna need those away from home!), and empty lipstick tubes. Not to mention, dead hearing aid batteries, empty pill bottles, and 300 pens (and to think only one does the trick).

I did home care for her in the last few months of her life, and there just was NO talking her into ditching the bag. it's like a second generation umbilical cord thingy attached her to it.

That just about fits the bill for my mom. The only thing she doesn't store in her MBOC is her keys and her phone, of which she never can keep track of.

 

[jordanyosh]

1) I didn't know dear MIL lived with you.

2) How can she not have her phone and keys in her MBOC? Oh, she doesn't want to lose them. I get it..

 

[Underdog369]

1) I didn't know dear MIL lived with you.

2) How can she not have her phone and keys in her MBOC? Oh, she doesn't want to lose them. I get it..

Really!! That is the truth. We did try an alternate for her keys once.. Do you remember when they sold those key locators? You attached them to your key ring, and then clapped or whistled to find them. The mechanism would then beep at you, helping you locate where they were.

My mom would clap and whistle to her hearts content or until pure exhaustion and the darned thing would not respond to her. She had to ask us to whistle or clap for her (IF she could find US!!!)

 

[jordanyosh]

Really!! That is the truth. We did try an alternate for her keys once.. Do you remember when they sold those key locators? You attached them to your key ring, and then clapped or whistled to find them. The mechanism would then beep at you, helping you locate where they were.

My mom would clap and whistle to her hearts content or until pure exhaustion and the darned thing would not respond to her. She had to ask us to whistle or clap for her (IF she could find US!!!)

wow!

 

[Briarmom]

SHE LIVES WITH YOU???????

11 YEARS???????????

 

[Tribilín]

yep...going on 11 years.

Wow, then a month in GF is just for this past trip! For 11 years I guess you deserve a golden statue or a nod for sainthood

 

[winkers]

SHE LIVES WITH YOU???????

11 YEARS???????????

Wow, then a month in GF is just for this past trip! For 11 years I guess you deserve a golden statue or a nod for sainthood

She isn't home very often and she has her own "apartment" in the basement. So it isn't as bad as it sounds. I'm sure I drive her bananas too.

 

[jordanyosh]

It's a mutual admiration society

 

[Tribilín]

She isn't home very often and she has her own "apartment" in the basement. So it isn't as bad as it sounds. I'm sure I drive her bananas too.

Awwwww winkers! Keep talking that way and we (the group of lawyers and me, of course) won't be able to get you that bonus deluxe vacation tsk tsk tsk! You got to stick to the script!

 

[Briarmom]

Wow, then a month in GF is just for this past trip! For 11 years I guess you deserve a golden statue or a nod for sainthood

I called up the Vatican on the Popephone. They almost hung up on me since I'm all heathen-esque, but I pointed them in the direction of this trip report. Long story short, you're on the Saint list.

Saint Weenkarrrrs.

 

[winkers]

It's a mutual admiration society

something like that.

Awwwww winkers! Keep talking that way and we (the group of lawyers and me, of course) won't be able to get you that bonus deluxe vacation tsk tsk tsk! You got to stick to the script!

sorry, I'm screwing up my own case!

I called up the Vatican on the Popephone. They almost hung up on me since I'm all heathen-esque, but I pointed them in the direction of this trip report. Long story short, you're on the Saint list.

Saint Weenkarrrrs.

does that mean I get my own holiday or something?

 

[winkers]

It's funny how life can throw things at you that you never would have expected.

this curve ball has been coming for a long time but I've tried to ignore it as much as I could. I haven't said anything about it here, because it's painful and I needed somewhere that I didn't have to talk about it.

Some of you may remember a few years back when my dad was hallucinating and having all sorts of fun stuff. Well, that seemed to get fixed and things were good for about 6 months. Then we discovered he was drinking...like a fish.

He's drank and abused prescription drugs off and on my whole life....he excuses his need to with my Mom's death...34 years ago. We're not talking a drink here and there, it's more like a bottle of brandy a day mixed with painkillers and all sorts of stuff.

He denies any of it but the stack of liquor bottles are a tell tale sign. Things were getting rocky with him in early summer and we told him he we didnt' want him around the kids when he's like that.

Durring the month after my foot surgery all hell broke loose....a lot of it was him being mad that I wasn't over there holding his hand while he was drunk as a skunk..... The fact that I was in serious pain and physically unable to be there didn't matter.
He told me what a horrible daughter I was several times and left countless nasty messages that my kids got to hear.

After 2 months of this, I had had enough. I could see that I had been enabling him along with the rest of his family. So, when I put my foot down he went berzerk.
He wasn't exactly the best father to begin with but I take my responsibility to my family seriously, so I tried to make him happy.

In the end, I had to tell him that untill he's willing to admit he has a problem and to get help I can't be part of his life. That didn't go over so well. I think his daughter, the doormat, sticking up for herself shocked him. But sadly not enough.

His only problem was if I was still going to do his shopping and take him to the doctor.
I would have thought that faced with loosing his daughter he would have been willing to atleast consider getting help. But nope. As always it was all about him.

I'm really saddened by the way things have turned out. I've spent alot of time praying and wondering if I just need to deal with it. but I know that I'm not helping him at all by continuing to enable him.

the funny or sad thing is...he makes MIL seem sane.

 

[Charleston Princess]

Oh, Cherie, big hugs and lots of prayers for you!!!