cul's comfy corner

so much has happened. 

i'm going awol for a while just so i can recover my composure and sort myself out.

thanks for everyone's support over the last few months on here and continued support on 20six.  i appreciate it.

i may be back, i may not.  let's see where this carries me.

t xx 

had a lovely pampered day today with my friend a, whilst her hubby took my bro and his mate out for 5 hours of golf.

then we had a delicious supper together at the golf club. bliss.

word of the week: scrumptious

this last week or so has been a bit of a mixed bag for me. 

spent a little time chilling out and seeing friends at the beginning of last week, accompanied with scrubbing my house and doing all of those jobs that never get done.

thursday, i went to my sister's and we had the obligatory hair dying session (hair now purple and black) and we chilled out and chatted.  still no appetite, i was trying to eat little things often but the nausea took over and that soon stopped.

friday we travelled up to mom and pop's to stay for a few days.  got annoyed with sister who immediately disappeared round to other sister for a night out without even seeing mom and pops, but hey, that's her choice, i guess.   

saturday, i took my mom out for a spin in the car as she hadn't been out of the house in months.  her joints are seizing up as she just can't manage to get out on her own.  she looks so frail.  we went for a walk around town. she bought lots of crap and we had an ice cream on the beach before returning home, feeling happier.

saturday also brought my cousin's 21st birthday party.  really didn't want to go, wasn't looking forward to it, but i had an amazing evening.  lots of complements were paid and i got tres drunk and went clubbing for the first time in about 5 years!  not just to any old club though, to the bongo!  *shudder*

managed to wake the whole house up when i got back, offering chips and poking people with a fork when they refused to eat them at 4am when i returned.  how dare they! *grin*

sunday came around all too soon and mom was obviously annoyed that we were coming back so soon as she thought i was staying for a few weeks.  she was irritable and took it out on everyone, starting an argument with one sister who stormed out, then the other one who has the biggest mouth in the universe and a temper to match.  i tried to keep out of it because these things never end well, but, inevitably, i was dragged in once again.

much screaming, yelling and insulting was done.  mom really can't control her temper.  she's so obviously frustrated about her illness and the fact that the doctors have doubled her morphine dose is not helping her lucidity.  she forgets everything, choosing to accuse rather than discern the truth in these circumstances.  'it's my morphine' is the usual excuse, but one that will no longer work as all three of her daughters and her son left her in tears on sunday.

very confused.  annoyed.  wondering what to do.  tired.  hungry.