This was a day that I’d prefer to forget. It has been stressful from work through home.

With no time to breathe in between.

Started out with the cat deciding to forego the cat box and use the living room rug at five this morning. Just the type of thing I love to get up to clean before the day has even begun.

I can’t decide what is going on with this cat. The vet says he’s fine, but he’s definitely trying to send me some kind of a message. I just don’t know what it is.

I’ll call the vet if it keeps happening.

I can’t live like this.

I got to school at seven-thirty and things started from the time I walked in the front door. Teacher’s with problems parents with problems, kids having meltdowns. If it were just the kids it would be bad enough. The teachers and parents are the real stressors.

I’m not sure I can do anything to help the teachers, either. It’s back to "My kids" vs. "The other kids". In other words she can’t figure out how to teach the lower level kids and doesn’t want to do it anymore.

So now it’s my problem. It’s also sounding as if the aide just can’t handle the kids at all and they are jerking her all over the place.

I don’t have any extra time in my schedule to give them any more time.

I didn’t even manage to get a free period or lunch today. I’m not sure what I’ve done, but this seems to be my Monday.

I also had a hard time finding a moment to call home and find out what was going on medically with my parents.

As it turns out, the quack my father calls his primary physician was out sick, so they just decided to call an ambulance and have them take my father to the emergency room. I wish I could articulately explain why we can’t get my father in the car ourselves. (Not that I was home to deal with any of it, but I have two brothers who are in their forties and who are quite capable of dealing with this if it was possible.) I think the thing with my father is that because of the artificial leg, walker, blindness and lack of stability, maneuvering in and out of a car is near impossible.

So when I finally got through to my sister-in-law at about 2.15, all she knew was that one of my brothers was in the emergency room with my father, and the other brother had been called out of work to get my mother to her eye doctor appointment. Apparently nothing was going to keep my mother from this appointment, as it had to do with that problem that may be causing her to lose her sight.

Nothing is ever simple.

So I left school at 3.15 and went straight to the emergency room. I figured if I saw my brother’s car, it would mean they were still there. If his car wasn’t there I’d proceed to my mother’s doctor, then to their house.

My father and brother were at the hospital, waiting for an ambulance to take my father back home. They couldn’t find anything wrong, and assume the pain in his leg is either a nerve or muscle problem.

Duh.

I could have come up with that one.

The checked his blood, his medication ad all that other stuff that we were concerned about, but all was fine.

For a soon-to-be-eighty-five-year-old-man, he’s in damn good shape.

But at crotchety as you can get. He was impossible to talk to.

I left the hospital, after talking to my brother in the hall, to get the full scoop. Then went to my parent’s house to check on my mother.

Her checkup was fine as well. The blood in her eyes seems to be dissolving and her pressure had improved. This is good. But not over by a long shot.

I stuck around for a while after they brought my father in, then I left.

I didn’t have the energy to do anything but pick up a grinder for dinner and come home.

I should have gone Christmas shopping, but just didn’t have the stamina to do that. I was wiped out.

I came home to chorus crap, having to do with our performance that’s at the local mall on Wednesday. I don’t give a hoot.

I think I’m sinking into a depression. I feel as if everything is too much of a burden to continue to try to carry. I want to just hide away and avoid all human contact. This is a bad thing.

I have too many things that need to get done. I know my mother is trying to be kind, she wants to get my some sort of jewelry for Christmas, but wants me to go out shopping with her to look for it. When? I just have no idea when I could squeeze that in.

This is one of those no win situations.

I just want to go to sleep and wake up to find that everything is done and I don’t have to worry about making sure everyone is happy.

Don’t forget if you want a Christmas card via snail mail e-mail me your snail address and I’ll try to send one.

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