Weekend wrap-up

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Here’s what happened in my life over the past week:

I spent 5 days this week in the city where my family lives.  My Grandma had just moved into an assisted living residence, and I wanted to be there to make the transition easier for her.  She had quite a bit of cognitive impairment when I last saw her 2 1/2 months ago, but she’s had a significant decline since then.  She typically doesn’t remember what she’s been told thirty seconds ago, so she has very little idea of where she is and why she’s there.    I was spending about 6 hours a day there with her, and it was exhausting.  She doesn’t remember that I have a mental illness, so I’m just putting on an act the whole time I’m with her, letting my nurse persona come to the forefront.  Sometimes I would outright lie because it was simpler.  That makes it even more tiring.  It was also hard leaving because I know she’s going to really struggle.  My uncle visits her every day, but I’m really unimpressed that my mother can’t seem to be bothered doing much to support Grandma.

I already knew my concentration hasn’t been good lately, but I was really reminded of it while I was staying at my parents’ place.  The tv is always on in the evening, and I tried sitting in the family room with my laptop but I couldn’t concentrate at all with the noise of the tv.  So instead I ended up hiding out in the bedroom.

I’ve been trying to expand my writing efforts, and I think it’s good for me to push myself out of my comfort zone.  The next step out of the cozy little comfort zone will be pitching an idea to a magazine.  I don’t know why the idea of submitting a pitch intimidates me way more than sending in an entire essay, but regardless it’s a psychological barrier I’m going to try to hurl myself over soon-ish.

 

How has your week been?

16 thoughts on “Weekend wrap-up

  1. eirlysgwenllian says:

    I am very sorry about your grandma’s cognitive skills declining, it is always so hard emotionally to deal with it, and exhausting to support such person. But it’s very kind of you that although your family doesn’t care much about her you made the effort and came to help her, even if it meant some trouble and inconveniences for you. Yes, it’s horrid when someone has constantly the TV on, I admire people who can live like this, I wouldn’t be able. Good luck with the pitch. 🙂

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  2. Meg says:

    Oh, the magazine will love your writing!! I’m sure of it!

    I can totally relate to the family issues, like the sense of, “Well, you’re at our house, and we’re going to keep the TV on all the time.” [Eyeroll.] I don’t think it’s a poor reflection on your concentration. I know I need things to be the way I’m used to for me to get stuff done. Like, I can’t do anything in a waiting room at the doctor’s, because I’m too wound up not being at home, ya know?

    It bites that they weren’t more appreciative of your efforts with Grandma, but I’m convinced your Grandma is so appreciative and grateful to have you. That’s beautiful. You are the greatest granddaughter ever!! I’m concerned about the fatigue! I hope you don’t have to go through that much more now that she’s in a nice care facility. Poor Grandma. 😦 So lucky to have you!!

    My week has been bad (I think… searching my memory… yeah, bad.) 😀 But I may have just stumbled upon a “cure” for my PMS… Ginkgo biloba. I went out and bought some last night at the drugstore. I took 180 mg last night and then again this morning (three 60s), and lo and behold… at least for now anyway, I’m regained my tenuous grasp on sanity. But thanks to the PMS I’m behind on my NaNovel, and must catch up!!

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