Friday, July 29, 2011

When it Rains, it Pours...

When something goes wrong, chances are a couple of other problems occur around the same time. The trials make the first event more difficult and stressful than it might otherwise have been.

That describes my past week. There is the good, the bad, and a bit of ugly too.

·         My girlfriend informed me a couple of weeks ago she was to undergo surgery. Brain surgery. When she first told me, I was dumbfounded. I did not know what to say. This was a major, dramatic happening. Everyone--especially her husband and kids--was in turmoil. The surgery was a week ago today and she will eventually be back to her old self. The surgery was successful; now she is nursing a major headache, sore throat, and exhaustion. But she will be back to dance class soon.

·         My mother-in-law is recovering from a stroke. She cannot live alone anymore and we have spent a lot of time researching options and making decisions. We are preparing to move her into an assisted living facility near our home; she lives three hours away near my sister-in-law.  My hub and I spent time this week setting up her apartment and shopping for a few things she will need. She is supposed to leave the rehab hospital tomorrow; my sister-in-law is driving her to her new home. The only problem is that she does not want to go.

·         My son and his family arrived in town last Friday. That is a good thing! The three kids—ages 7, 4, and 10 months—are wonderful, but a lot to handle for Grandma and Grandpa. Luckily, Mom is here too. I do not know how she handles all three of them, especially when alone for a few days at a time when my son travels.

·         My son and his family were not the only guests this week. Our home became infested with tiny ants crawling all over. We called the exterminator, who told us this was a particularly bad year for the ants. The pest control people came this afternoon and the ants are now (hopefully) history.

·         This evening our town broadcast an alert: do not drink the water. A pipe broke and the water may be contaminated with E. coli. Hub bought a case of bottled water at the drug store, as did a host of other locals lined up buying cases of the stuff.

·         The Army Corps of Engineers is conducting a major beach replenishment project that affects our town. Sand is dredged from a channel a few miles north; the channel needs to remain open and deep for large vessels. Our town beach is the recipient of the channel sand. Last weekend—the first weekend my land-locked family was in town to enjoy the Atlantic Ocean—our beach closed because of the project. The kids did enjoy watching the huge machinery. We had to walk or drive several blocks to the closest open beach.  Our beach reopened Monday.
That wraps it up for this week. I am somewhat apprehensive about whatever events develop to enliven next week. I hope that they will be wonderful ones.


  1. Oh Boy Meryl! I didn't know so much was going on there. Sounds like you need to come to Vermont for a vacation ;-) Hope this week is better and we can't wait to see you (hopefully soon). - Julie

  2. Talk about stress.
    One thing you might try with your MIL is what we did with my step mom. She wanted no part of assisted living. My niece Kelli who was not job bound, moved in with her grandmother at the assisted living home and lived with her for two weeks. She helped her to become adjusted to the drastic changes then slowly backed off. Kelli was wonderful and I will always love her for that effort. Kelli is a beautiful young woman, inside and out and was soon the darling of the whole group. They all missed her when she finally left.

  3. That's way more than trouble coming "in threes." Hope things look up next week. I was glad to hear about successful brain surgery.