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The idea that you got even a tiny bit of ease through laughter eases my heart, Suzi. I really hope that your doctor can do something useful for you soon.

Doctor's office was useless. My doc wasn't on duty and the nurse I spoke with doesn't know what trigeminal neuralgia is. So, keep doing what I'm doing and if I'm still in pain by Monday, I should make an appt. Oy. Luckily the nerves have quit spasming for now. I just feel completely run down and loopy. Joy. We are almost done running errands and then it will be nap time.

Sorry for killing the thread with my whining.

I hope the nap was renewing, Suzi.

Annoyed with my sister. She came over to help me with work, but now my dinner plans for tomorrow are trashed because she can't eat anything that I was planning on serving. Aunt, uncle and a couple of cousins are coming over tomorrow for dinner and they are all health conscious so I was making curried veggies and couscous and a black bean loaf, and other yummy stuff. Sister "can't eat beans" because of her gall bladder so plans to make HAMBURGERS with my son instead. Seriously. And she doesn't like curry (never had it) and she doesn't eat couscous, I didn't bother to ask why. At this point I am going to ask her to go out to eat with my son so I can enjoy my little dinner party.

grumble grumble bitch moan

Suzi, feel better.

Ugh, Laura. How annoying.

We has a nice day. Went to the library, had lunch at the museum, and then walked around the museum for a while. I figured out that there is a step tracking app on my phone. I went 2500 steps yesterday at the mall and 2100 hundred at the museum today. That probably doesn't sound like much to people, but it's something. TCG goes back to work on Monday. So we're enjoying the last couple days of his vacation.

I went for a run, and made a cranberry-walnut pie. Now I really need to take some stuff to Good Will, but the couch has eaten me. It's also cold and windy outside...

Nap was short but sweet. Jack had a training lesson at 4, so we got ready for that. These are in home lessons with an e-collar. Not my choice, but not my dog. This was his second lesson and he did great. We were finally able to talk with the trainer without him barking the whole time. So as he improved with practice, my fave decoded top dip the opposite with spams increasing exponentially. Took a lorazapram to try top forestall an anxiety attack.

This is a sticky end to two weeks of vacation.

Suzy, I hope you're feeling better soon.

He seemed genuinely concerned that I was going to get mad.

I've heard tell of disabled people reacting badly at the suggestion that they "need" help. I always say "is there anything I can do to make things easier for you?"

Some people ask and I can tell, if I said yes, they would would absolutely lose their shit. But somehow, they want credit for the ask, or something. So I've ended up having to be comforting or supportive during bad times for me...I kind of hate that.

I love my mother and I'm so grateful for and I love my nephew but he's been a brat the last few days. Not bad but not following directions and HYPER. I get why he's in physical activities so often he needs it to burn the energy. BUT Mom doesn't help. She wanted him to try and calm down before dinner/bed time and also wanted him to read. She gave him an option of 2 things to do and he picked the non reading thing which wasn't what she wanted him to pick so she took it back and said he had to read.

Which just made him frustrated and upset. He didn't want to talk about certain things (going back to school tomorrow, etc) and she kept bringing it up. And while he was eating his dinner she was going through pictures on his phone "do you remember this, do you remember that" (which mostly he did). But he kept standing up to get a better look and then Mom would tell him to sit down and eat. And go to another picture. So he'd stand up to look at it and that would be fine then it was "sit down and eat".

And he was watching American Ninja Warriors , earlier, which gets him excited and he wanted to jump around on the furinture. Which was okay for awhile but then Mom said no. And E whined a bit and Mom said okay how many more times did E want - which was like 10. So she tried to negotiatie it down to 2 or three. I piped up with "You had your one more time already let's do something else" and Mom was contradicted me "No he can one more time." And he then he wanted more turns.

The big parenting thing for my brother is consistency and following through with what you say. So if you give E a choice and he picks something you go with that choice. If he needs to do something then there isn't a choice. And if you say one more time it's one more time. Granted my brother bends this a bit but Mom bends it a lot.

And I can see why he gets frustrated with her and I can see why E was getting frustrated. I don't know how to bring this up because any time I do it leads into I'm attacking her, I don't understand, Mom's been there for E and is pretty much his mother. And if I bring up my brother's GF (they've been together 5 years and E is 7 1/2) then it's "she doesn't really care about E like I do , I've been there from the beginning, she doesn't like me."

Plus there's some health stuff I've observed with Mom that I want to bring up anything like that she gets super defensive. Some of it is minor but there are a few things that really worry me that are linked to her smoking and she's super super defensive about that.