R has a cold. It is not quite man flu, but close. Today he took Mother to her optometrist in Lang Lang. I could write several sentences about why Mother has an optometrist in Lang Lang, but I'll save you.
He is normally quite patient with Mother, but once home today, he was exasperated. He admitted his tolerance level was low because of his cold.
Last week when at Mother's, I became exasperated with her. Quote I, 'You obsessively check your blood pressure and adjust your medication as you see fit. It is for the doctor to do. He prescribes things for you and advises you, and you won't take the medication or do as he advises. Then you complain that he is not helping you? How can he help you if you won't do what he says?'. Mother ignored me.
We feel as if we have been on a roller coaster, the only thing keeping us going is the end in sight. From being extra sociable because the Thai lads were here, from meeting up with Manny a few times while he is here, from offering to taking him the airport to depart when we have a birthday party to go to and organising costumes for, we can do both, to R's odd working circumstances, looking after Jack, which takes time, to now looking after Little Jo on Sunday.........and we fit this all in between long working hours, it has all become a bit much. I think by Sunday night, there is nothing on the horizon. Thank god for that.
Well, there is the Round the Bay bike ride that Sister and Bone Doctor are doing. I think in October we are catching the train to Geelong and they will pick us up at the station. We stay the night and look after Little Jo and they will end their bike ride the next day near the Highrise and bring one of our cars down for us to drive home.
While it must be awful to be old and lonely, I am in the mood to feel slightly looking forward to it.