Rajah
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Physical effects are starting to hit me this time. I'm having the headache from you-know-where, but that's not surprising. I just wish I could find something that would help it lessen a bit. Advil isn't doing much, I can't take tylenol, Advil typically works better on me than Alieve, a hot shower did very little, and Tai Chi warmup exercises helped for all of 30 minutes. I'm too weak to do more than that. I may just have to start popping more Advil because 2 is helping enough to be manageable for now.
Actually, maybe I should also go back to the library and see if I can find the yoga book I tried a while back that had a bunch of exercises you could do on the floor. Hmm.
Anyway, back to us for today. It hit a little harder for me today, as was to be expected. It's still too unreal, and I'm still emotionally in denial, though ... oh, insert the right term here for non-emotion-but-mental-whatever-ly ... that way anyway, I know it's happened. There were a few calls my mom had to make this morning because I just couldn't face them. What's been great, though, is that every time I've been weak, she's been at a point in the roller-coaster to be strong, and vice-versa. And those few times when we've both been too weak to do something, someone else was there who could step in for us. God will provide.
We got a lot of information today, got a bit done.
One thing I was dreading that wasn't really as bad as I'd feared was visiting the funeral home to make the arrangements. The man there was absolutely fantastic. He got the paperwork done that was needed, but in addition to that he had us both laughing and crying (both of which are healing), and said some things that my mom especially needed to hear. I didn't need to hear it as much because I have my online support group who had already told me those same words. My mom does not, not in the same fashion.
Let's see... my grandparents, aunt, and cousin came in today, and I did witness another miracle in that. For all my life, my mom has all but *HATED* my grandparents and aunt. She was 100% positive they would blame her. She blames herself, at least in part. (Strangely, at this point in time anyway, I'm feeling no guilt. The only honest regret I have that I *could* have done something else about was that I didn't show him the cross stitch pattern I designed for him and was going to give him on his birthday in just a couple of weeks.) Anyway, the miracle was how they pulled together as well. She didn't open up to them quite like she did to my FIL, but she did open up twice or three times more than I've ever seen her do with them. That is a very major positive.
The hardest part of the day was going back to my parent's house after the funeral home so my mom could get a few more things to last her the next few days. My DH still won't let my mom and me upstairs. He knows we're not quite ready yet.
Have I mentioned that my DH is an angel? This man has been 3 steps ahead of everything I think of.
Oh, and my mom's changed her mind now after a night's sleep and prayer. She doesn't want to sell the house after all, not unless she has no other choice. That has been her home for the past 14+ years, she doesn't want to leave it and all the memories behind. As long as she can live there in safety and be at peace there, I agree with her decision. I think we'll be able to find some way for her to stay there. We're sure going to try. And my DH seems confident that things will be okay as well. I trust him.
Well, I'm fading fast, so I'm going to cut the update here and head to bed so I can try to get at least *some* sleep before tomorrow.
One plus of these hives I've been fighting (which I can say with absolute confidence *are* made worse by stress
) is that I take 2 benadryl before bedtime. That, in addition to my physical exhaustion, in addition to the prayers of friends and family allowed me to sleep pretty well last night considering. I'm hoping the same will be true tonight.
By the way, as an aside -- I apologize, but my PM box has filled up and I can't go through it right now to clean it out enough for more. If you wish to contact me, please use my email (just let me know what your screenname is, please) or the email feature of the DIS to contact me, or I've re-activated AIM with the name TRapp1700
Actually, maybe I should also go back to the library and see if I can find the yoga book I tried a while back that had a bunch of exercises you could do on the floor. Hmm.
Anyway, back to us for today. It hit a little harder for me today, as was to be expected. It's still too unreal, and I'm still emotionally in denial, though ... oh, insert the right term here for non-emotion-but-mental-whatever-ly ... that way anyway, I know it's happened. There were a few calls my mom had to make this morning because I just couldn't face them. What's been great, though, is that every time I've been weak, she's been at a point in the roller-coaster to be strong, and vice-versa. And those few times when we've both been too weak to do something, someone else was there who could step in for us. God will provide.
We got a lot of information today, got a bit done.
One thing I was dreading that wasn't really as bad as I'd feared was visiting the funeral home to make the arrangements. The man there was absolutely fantastic. He got the paperwork done that was needed, but in addition to that he had us both laughing and crying (both of which are healing), and said some things that my mom especially needed to hear. I didn't need to hear it as much because I have my online support group who had already told me those same words. My mom does not, not in the same fashion.
Let's see... my grandparents, aunt, and cousin came in today, and I did witness another miracle in that. For all my life, my mom has all but *HATED* my grandparents and aunt. She was 100% positive they would blame her. She blames herself, at least in part. (Strangely, at this point in time anyway, I'm feeling no guilt. The only honest regret I have that I *could* have done something else about was that I didn't show him the cross stitch pattern I designed for him and was going to give him on his birthday in just a couple of weeks.) Anyway, the miracle was how they pulled together as well. She didn't open up to them quite like she did to my FIL, but she did open up twice or three times more than I've ever seen her do with them. That is a very major positive.
The hardest part of the day was going back to my parent's house after the funeral home so my mom could get a few more things to last her the next few days. My DH still won't let my mom and me upstairs. He knows we're not quite ready yet.
Have I mentioned that my DH is an angel? This man has been 3 steps ahead of everything I think of.
Oh, and my mom's changed her mind now after a night's sleep and prayer. She doesn't want to sell the house after all, not unless she has no other choice. That has been her home for the past 14+ years, she doesn't want to leave it and all the memories behind. As long as she can live there in safety and be at peace there, I agree with her decision. I think we'll be able to find some way for her to stay there. We're sure going to try. And my DH seems confident that things will be okay as well. I trust him.
Well, I'm fading fast, so I'm going to cut the update here and head to bed so I can try to get at least *some* sleep before tomorrow.
One plus of these hives I've been fighting (which I can say with absolute confidence *are* made worse by stress

By the way, as an aside -- I apologize, but my PM box has filled up and I can't go through it right now to clean it out enough for more. If you wish to contact me, please use my email (just let me know what your screenname is, please) or the email feature of the DIS to contact me, or I've re-activated AIM with the name TRapp1700