An exhausting day

My Mother wore me out yesterday.

She was having pain in her arm and wanted to go to the ER so we went. She was worried that the pain was cardiac-related. It was not cardiac-related, it was a strain or pulled muscle, the ER doc wasn't sure.

It was the worst possible time. I had planned to go the gym yesterday, get a brow and upper lip waxing, buy a new compact flash card for my digital camera, get some housework done and generally relax before leaving today.

No such luck. I swear, it's a control thing for her. She's not comfortable with me leaving town so she had to mess with my day. I was tied up with her from 10:30 until 3:00 making sure she was OK. Made a special trip to pick up the script ER doc gave her for Vicodin and then she said 'Ernie and Jean (her bro and my sis) told me I shouldn't take it.' When I heard that, I was SEETHING with anger. I made a special trip to drop off and pick up her script and she won't take it??? How DARE she???

I was so angry and hurt it was unbelieveable. I feel guilty for feeling angry and hurt. I dont' know how people who have young kids and aging parents do it. They are saints, truly saints.

I don't know why I'm up, it's 2:45 and I have to be up in an hour. The airport shuttle is picking us up at 4:45 for a 7:00AM flight to Chicago.

I just want to be gone for a while. Unavailable by phone or email for just a couple of days.

Oh, wait, I will be at sea all day on Monday 7 January and again Frday 11 January. No cell phone service and email only if I choose to pay.

I am going to try to catch some more shut eye before I have to be up.