Guilt and Gratitude Do Mix

Ma has been awful quiet lately. She has been sick for a couple of months. We've been to the doctors and she is on antibiotics and cough medicine. The cough medicine puts her to sleep and I must confess I look forward to her dosage every 8 hours. I feel kinda guilty about that but am really grateful that she isn't coughing. Another side benefit is that her late night delusional rants have stopped.

My Cinderfella existence has not changed. Every week I bleach tea stains out of the sink and off the cupboards. I wash the floor, so the laundry, run the vacuum,clean the bathroom, and insure that the household supply of TP is sufficient. I haven't seen evidence that my brother and sister have been here since Mother's Day. That is really disconcerting as Ma has certainly earned at least a biweekly visit. I am going away next weekend and am trying to get them to look in on her to insure she takes her medicine. No one has answered my e-mails yet. I really don't want to be worried about her every moment I am gone and I hope someone responds soon.