Living on the roller coast

I’m sorry I was incommunicado this weekend, but my Mom has been up and down, and up and down, both health- and mood-wise.  Yesterday, she was gasping for breath in the ER with CHF, today she says from her hospital bed “Actually, I feel great.”

Obviously, I’m not suffering as my Mom is, since I’m not watching my life force depleted drop by drop, but I find that keeping up with the constant drama of her health (since she is a hypochondriac with real health problems) saps my energy.  I know that sounds wussy and whiny on my part, but it is what it is.  My sister described it as an emotional roller coaster, and that’s pretty accurate.

My commitment to myself today is to think and write.  I have other stuff to do as well (visit Mom in hospital, clean house, take care of children who are on holiday), but there’s definitely going to be some me time.  So, as the old cartoons used to joke, “Watch this space.”  I’ll be back.  I promise.