The saddest thing after I'd read your blog, Patrick, was that I'd spoken to mom around 11 am(8pm my time) She was all excited about having recieved the box for dad---though I did tell her there were some things in it for her as well---and she 'd told me how she had put it away until dad's birthday. I had told her that I'd spoken to dad Friday morning(after 6pm here) and told him he would be receiving his Bday gift at mom's through the mail as Chris and I had gotten together on that. And we went on and on about what was in the box and what not....What I'm wondering is...she was so well (we spoke both French and English and she even said something to me in German). I talked to her about how we are expecting a visit from Guy and Michele Tondeur towards the end of the month......She was concerned about not having heard from Bernard since, early morning, I think. I could only tell her that I had read an email(did not go into the detail about the blog here on that point) that he was leaving. She told me about Babette/Ralph being up at Deniz's. All in all we chatted about half an hour altogether. I realized though when I spoke about our boys that I was "overtaxing" her. I mentioned that Brian was off for a month of surfing on the atlantic coast of Spain/Portugal(with his girlfriend, Sarah) She asked me if he was married. Then I spoke of Robin......then she asked me if he were older or younger than Brian. I came to realize that our "talk" had gone on too long....she excused herself and told me she "had to hang up to go somewhere".
I'm therefore wondering about two things actually. First question: isn't there a difference between wearing the patch which I assume, distributes the dosis gradually but continually as compared to a tablette taken once daily? Or do I lie entirely wrong here?
And second: I 'm sort of confused about not hearing about Bernard having arrived in EP....did he change his mind? I mean, I had had no idea that he was heading there, then he wrote that he was on his way(as I understood it) and then....nada!
Well, as for here....work is awful....way too much...yesterday I started at 8 am...worked thru until 18:45, left the office with my last(hand therapy) patient and forgot to lock up! I was just exhausted and forgot. Of course everytime now I forget something, no matter how stressedout I am......I start to worry some......
But I guess that's just me...in a word....ms. worry-wart. I 'm worring about Brian and Sarah. All these past years ( think its the 4th or 5th now) that he's gone down there...they've always been about 5 or 6 in a group....this year they've gone alone. And I think " what happens if he has an accident out on the water and Sarah, who doesn't surf, and is perhaps reading a book on the beach doesn't notice"......I know.....I know.....I need to relay more!
I guess I 'm frustrated, too, because I took it for granted I'd bea ble to talk to dad today to congratulate him...but I couldn't call from work...at least the system I use at home...using a prefix wouldn't work there. My boss has a contract with a phone company over his home phone number....something wierd. And when I finally got home, all I got was the answering machine, which doesn't even allow me to leave a message!!
I'm anxious to hear from Chris and Emily. Maybe I can drop by this weekend and see them for a short visit. That would be nice.
Now, its good bye ya'll. And I envy you all who can be there to congratulate dad in person...
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Just so you know.....Bernard did arrive [but I cannot tell you when-I know he was there yesterday].
Being forgetful is normal, the more things we have "on our plate" the more likely we are to forget, especially when stressed on top of everything else. That is not Alzheimers. And I too am such a worry wart about our boys. I think [hope!] it's normal to continue to think of them as children even though they are adults. Adam is far enough away that I don't know what he is doing every day so I have let go of some of the worrying about him. But still, if he is driving home I insist he call me each leg of the trip. Just part of being a mom!
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