Monday, March 08, 2010
I can tell you about my day and I can tell you the truth or turn it into fiction. I feel like turning it into fiction, because it has been a rollercoaster day fraught with stress and emotions and I don't want to rehash it all here and make a soap opera script out of this post. It would be so dramatic. Maybe I can tell you some little facts without going into the details too much. That way I leave out all the drama and you can draw your own conclusions.
Today was the anniversary of my mother's death, which you all know was no ordinary death, so needless to say, I was confronted with that memory. Today I got the official announcement of my aunt's death in the mail and the invitation to her funeral service, which seen in print on a pretty card brought many tears to my eyes. Today Tyke had to be operated on his eye and he is lying here now with a big collar around his head feeling sick from the anesthetic. He is very unhappy. This morning at 6 o'clock I had a vodka and orange juice to calm my nerves.
The Exfactor took care of me for a long time today. He took care of details that I was too stressed about to handle. He was a great help. That's the end of the story about today. Finished.
The Exfactor figured out how to put the CD's in the computer so I could install the program for my digital camera. It was a mighty tricky thing to figure out and I never would have known it on my own. I knew where it was, but not how it worked. We couldn't find the CD to install the printer and the Exfactor thinks he may have it at his house. He said I could also try it through the internet. I won't worry about it just now. It's not a high priority yet.
I'm feeling all my feelings. There is hardly any barrier. Of course, there must be, because I still take lots of medication, but I feel so much. I feel grief.
I think I need to stop writing now and go spend some time with Tyke who does not seem to feel good at all. The poor guy.