Jodott
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- Sep 15, 2016
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I am asking for your prayers for my Mother and I to get moved before winter. I know this is a rather long post but really need to vent. Been fighting hard to keep the faith. But I know God will bring us through like he always has. It is so hard for me to stay positive and live in faith but I do cast my cares upon Jesus.
I take care of my elderly Mother who had a stroke and has dementia. We are trying to get moved because of a small gas smell in our house and we have some neighbors across the street who are almost unbearable at times.
They have got mad and stared us down and mouthed off something from across the street, throwed trash in our yard, slammed a trashed bicycle up against the garage, damaged our garbage can, throwed glass in our driveway the day after Christmas, screeched their car tires up and down the street in front us as we were leaving the driveway meanly staring us down. I have videoed alot of this activity. The police say they think he is coming down off Meth. I have heard he is an alcoholic and has a bad temper.
The teenage boy would scoop out our driveway of snow in the wintertime. After they got mean I got my own snowblower and nicely told the boy we didn't need his services and thanked him for all his help. He still continues to scoop our snow but now he kicks our garbage can afterwards. I have holes in it now. Guess he wants the money.
I have no idea why they are acting this way. I have always treated them good and never said a bad word about them. After Mom had her stroke, she was in the top 10 percent that even survived that kind of stroke. I moved us into town to be close the Doctors and the hospital. We thought we were in a good community. Mom especially enjoyed watching the kids play and spoke fondly of them. Since we don't come from a good family we admired them how they got along so well with each other.
Mom was improving from her stroke. She would get up, dress herself, open the blinds in the window in the mornings. The Doctor said it was a miracle. Then they started acting mean. Moms health started to decline and my health also, I got anxiety. It just shocked the daylight out of us. Mom stopped walking and dressing herself and her level of energy went down dramatically. She is now in a wheelchair. She can walk but not far. The Doctor wanted to put her on meds but Mom doesn't want that and neither do I. My heart is broken over this. We would never do that to them.
Guess they feel like big men when they can intimidate old ladies.
They turn off and on like a switch, one day they wave and are friendly, the next day they are mad. In the meantime we developed a gas leak and had the gas company come in to check it out. They turned off the gas stove and said we are at the border line of saftey. I told the landlord and he said the furnace was ok and turned the stove back on. Mom has choked up so bad she couldn't hardly breath. She now sleeps on the sofa because she smells the gas smell more in her bedroom.
Last year I tried franticly to get us moved before winter but Mom developed pneumonia and was in the hospital for awhile and we couldn't move. Now winter is approaching again and I can't find a place to move. The money I had to move with last year is gone because of tending to Moms needs. I had some major repairs done on the car. It will be tight, but I think we can still move. I have even lowered myself writing to the most famous and generous TV celebrities for money to get us out of here. And I know I did wrong, I should have faith in God and not people. But it is so gut wrenching hard to see Mom not feel well.
All this has taken a toll on Mom and her dementia is getting worse. Sometimes she don't know me. There are times the people across the street are acting up and Mom is having problems breathing or having memory issues and I am trying to help Mom and keep an eye on them. I feel I have to watch them constantly. We take several car rides to get away. It's hard coming back home. It is also hard to look out the window and see them everyday remembering what they done. It is sheer torchure living here.
I love my Mom and I cry when I see her going through this. She doesn't deserve this! I don't deserve this! Mom and I have always been close like sisters. If I had been a mean person and treated people horrible I would think that karma had found me. But I have always helped people in time of trouble. I never ever speak nasty about people. The last place I lived I helped my elderly neighbors all the time, even weeded out a ladies garden for her for free.
At night I am exhausted and this is when Mom is active and saying phrases that don't make sence and thinking her parents are still alive. There are days she is aware and sees what is going on across the street. I try to read the Bible but I just fall asleep. I do listen to ministers over YouTube. Wintertime is coming and I want so much to get moved and out of here. I think once we are out of here we both will feel better. Just don't know how much more I can take of this. It is so hard to have faith with all of this going on. Fear will take over me sometimes. Some days I deal with it better than others.
If you made it this far in reading my rant I truely appreciate your time. Please pray for us to get moved out of here before winter and we stay safe.
I take care of my elderly Mother who had a stroke and has dementia. We are trying to get moved because of a small gas smell in our house and we have some neighbors across the street who are almost unbearable at times.
They have got mad and stared us down and mouthed off something from across the street, throwed trash in our yard, slammed a trashed bicycle up against the garage, damaged our garbage can, throwed glass in our driveway the day after Christmas, screeched their car tires up and down the street in front us as we were leaving the driveway meanly staring us down. I have videoed alot of this activity. The police say they think he is coming down off Meth. I have heard he is an alcoholic and has a bad temper.
The teenage boy would scoop out our driveway of snow in the wintertime. After they got mean I got my own snowblower and nicely told the boy we didn't need his services and thanked him for all his help. He still continues to scoop our snow but now he kicks our garbage can afterwards. I have holes in it now. Guess he wants the money.
I have no idea why they are acting this way. I have always treated them good and never said a bad word about them. After Mom had her stroke, she was in the top 10 percent that even survived that kind of stroke. I moved us into town to be close the Doctors and the hospital. We thought we were in a good community. Mom especially enjoyed watching the kids play and spoke fondly of them. Since we don't come from a good family we admired them how they got along so well with each other.
Mom was improving from her stroke. She would get up, dress herself, open the blinds in the window in the mornings. The Doctor said it was a miracle. Then they started acting mean. Moms health started to decline and my health also, I got anxiety. It just shocked the daylight out of us. Mom stopped walking and dressing herself and her level of energy went down dramatically. She is now in a wheelchair. She can walk but not far. The Doctor wanted to put her on meds but Mom doesn't want that and neither do I. My heart is broken over this. We would never do that to them.
Guess they feel like big men when they can intimidate old ladies.
They turn off and on like a switch, one day they wave and are friendly, the next day they are mad. In the meantime we developed a gas leak and had the gas company come in to check it out. They turned off the gas stove and said we are at the border line of saftey. I told the landlord and he said the furnace was ok and turned the stove back on. Mom has choked up so bad she couldn't hardly breath. She now sleeps on the sofa because she smells the gas smell more in her bedroom.
Last year I tried franticly to get us moved before winter but Mom developed pneumonia and was in the hospital for awhile and we couldn't move. Now winter is approaching again and I can't find a place to move. The money I had to move with last year is gone because of tending to Moms needs. I had some major repairs done on the car. It will be tight, but I think we can still move. I have even lowered myself writing to the most famous and generous TV celebrities for money to get us out of here. And I know I did wrong, I should have faith in God and not people. But it is so gut wrenching hard to see Mom not feel well.
All this has taken a toll on Mom and her dementia is getting worse. Sometimes she don't know me. There are times the people across the street are acting up and Mom is having problems breathing or having memory issues and I am trying to help Mom and keep an eye on them. I feel I have to watch them constantly. We take several car rides to get away. It's hard coming back home. It is also hard to look out the window and see them everyday remembering what they done. It is sheer torchure living here.
I love my Mom and I cry when I see her going through this. She doesn't deserve this! I don't deserve this! Mom and I have always been close like sisters. If I had been a mean person and treated people horrible I would think that karma had found me. But I have always helped people in time of trouble. I never ever speak nasty about people. The last place I lived I helped my elderly neighbors all the time, even weeded out a ladies garden for her for free.
At night I am exhausted and this is when Mom is active and saying phrases that don't make sence and thinking her parents are still alive. There are days she is aware and sees what is going on across the street. I try to read the Bible but I just fall asleep. I do listen to ministers over YouTube. Wintertime is coming and I want so much to get moved and out of here. I think once we are out of here we both will feel better. Just don't know how much more I can take of this. It is so hard to have faith with all of this going on. Fear will take over me sometimes. Some days I deal with it better than others.
If you made it this far in reading my rant I truely appreciate your time. Please pray for us to get moved out of here before winter and we stay safe.
