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nockergeek) wrote2002-09-16 11:45 am
nockergeek) wrote2002-09-16 11:45 am
The trip...
...was less than relaxing.
So we went to St. Louis this weekend to help out Z's mom, who was apparently having many family troubles, as well as having a tumor on her head that she was having removed. Thursday morning, Z was crying. I told her that we'd go; she could be emotional support for her mom, and I'd be emotional support for her.
Turns out, she was emotional support for her mom and me, and I wasn't much support for anyone.
I won't dredge up the family troubles here. Suffice to say that her mom's problems were misrepresented, both sides were being immature, and having the police around to keep the peace was a good thing, if a bit unusual. Hopefully, all the involved parties will be able to settle their differences with time, and Z won't have to physically haul anyone away from anyone else next time.
Oh, and the good news -- her mom doesn't have a brain tumor; she just has a cyst under her scalp, and the headaches she thought were caused by the "tumor" are most likely caused by some pinched nerves in her neck due to some fused vertebrae. This was a cause of much relief all around, even if her mom refuses to take the anti-inflammatory that the doctor wants her to try.
But anyway... my stress? It was mostly because of Z's mom. See, she and I are radically different people, and she grates on my nerves. I feel bad for being stressed out, but her behaviors just really wear on me. I know she doesn't mean to do it; it's just the way she is. When she's calm, though, we get along fine. When she's manic or hysterical or emotional, like this entire weekend, it just really wears me down and wears me out.
Oh, and our motel room had one of the most uncomfortable beds I've ever had the misfortune to sleep on. So I'm recovering from sleep deprevation and stress today. That's why I'm taking a personal day off today.
So we went to St. Louis this weekend to help out Z's mom, who was apparently having many family troubles, as well as having a tumor on her head that she was having removed. Thursday morning, Z was crying. I told her that we'd go; she could be emotional support for her mom, and I'd be emotional support for her.
Turns out, she was emotional support for her mom and me, and I wasn't much support for anyone.
I won't dredge up the family troubles here. Suffice to say that her mom's problems were misrepresented, both sides were being immature, and having the police around to keep the peace was a good thing, if a bit unusual. Hopefully, all the involved parties will be able to settle their differences with time, and Z won't have to physically haul anyone away from anyone else next time.
Oh, and the good news -- her mom doesn't have a brain tumor; she just has a cyst under her scalp, and the headaches she thought were caused by the "tumor" are most likely caused by some pinched nerves in her neck due to some fused vertebrae. This was a cause of much relief all around, even if her mom refuses to take the anti-inflammatory that the doctor wants her to try.
But anyway... my stress? It was mostly because of Z's mom. See, she and I are radically different people, and she grates on my nerves. I feel bad for being stressed out, but her behaviors just really wear on me. I know she doesn't mean to do it; it's just the way she is. When she's calm, though, we get along fine. When she's manic or hysterical or emotional, like this entire weekend, it just really wears me down and wears me out.
Oh, and our motel room had one of the most uncomfortable beds I've ever had the misfortune to sleep on. So I'm recovering from sleep deprevation and stress today. That's why I'm taking a personal day off today.