I will no longer be posting here about ML, other than a post tomorrow about what happened today. She’ll be leaving our house soon and heading to a nursing home. It is her decision and I agree with her after 2 nights with her.
I’m very tired of her games and I’d rather not burden you all with tales of a cranky old lady that is seriously lacking in social graces when it comes to family. People told me that taking her in was a mistake and they were right and I was wrong.
OK, ML was complaining that her back was even worse than normal. I gave her half a Percocet that I had laying around for some reason. Didn’t help. She demanded to go to the hospital, I called 911. She is now on the way to the hospital. Nina is following her.
The ambulance people were asking her questions and she’s screaming at them telling them she’s 85, which she isn’t, and complaining that they should just take her NOW. Where does she get this entitled attitude?
Oh well. Check back here for updates.
Wow, things turn to shit quickly with Marylou. She went from grateful to spiteful in under 3 days. The pity party is huge. She wants to die every 15 minutes and last night was a nightmare. She’d keep yelling for help and Nina would have to reposition her in bed or give her water or some such shit.
Monday we’ll be heading to Vida Encantada to check on space availability there. That’s where Shirley was when she was in a home. At least it’s closer than any place in Chicago. I hope we can place her there by wednesday latest.
I was so proud of Nina last night. She was putting ML to bed and she ripped into her about her attitude and her whininess in general. She gave her 5 minutes of it and ML apologized to Nina.
I was typing this when I heard “water. water. water.” coming from her room. Walked in and gave her some and then left. No words were spoken, no thank you. What a nasty woman.
People told me that she would not be nice and I didn’t believe them. I was wrong and you all were right. She seemed so helpless and contrite during my visits to her prior to her coming here. She fooled me. Vile people don’t change.
We tried.
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