We're in lockdown at the moment and when it was announced, I asked my elderly mother - who I do not have a great relationship with - whether there was anything she needed grocery- or medication-wise, before it came into effect. I even offered to go and get her, for her to come and stay in our bubble.
Last night she called me in a right tizz ... she's all out of milk and bread, and can't find any
pain. While on the phone, I tried putting through an online order but the first delivery date was for next Friday, so I told her she'll have to ask a neighbour to get those things for her (she has a good relationship with her neighbours, as well as her brother who lives closeby). She had a huge temper tantrum at that and slammed the phone down on me.
There is honestly nothing I can do. She lives a good hour away and we're not meant to travel unless it's for good reason. Before our last lockdown, we bought all her groceries for her - to the tune of hundreds of dollars - which she didn't even offer to pay us back for. She even gave away some of the treats we included, to other people to make herself look good!
I'm very annoyed with her. I tried calling but she's not picking up - I think she expects me to break the law and travel down to see her, which is definitely not happening. I actually won't be surprised if she does have all these things, as this is one of the many games she plays.
The last time I was this scared for humanity was in the direct aftermath of 9/11 when I was seventeen.
Can someone invent a time machine that works so I can go back to the early 1990s and stay there? I know there were all sorts of horrors going on then too but every day life for the average person certainly seemed less scary than it does now, from what I remember.
I found the 1990s depressing ... the 1980s, too. I was in a child in the 1970s but remember them well, and life really did feel full of potential and possibilities ... oh, to step back in time and be an adult then would be magnificent. Even the TV shows were better!
Backache. How can my back be so bad already (young)
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This might sound silly, but it really helps!
Grab a door - literally, take it off its hinges - and place it on the floor; then proceed to lay down on it.
It really does something quite magical in fixing a sore back.
HANG IN THERE. YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
Please call a help line - they are there to listen and provide support.
If you are unable to do that, please voluntarily admit yourself to hospital.
My next plan is to message and ask to collect/get them dropped off but she is not even reading my messages
(She is mobile so can't pop into the salon as there isn't one since covid)
I hope she's okay ... sounds a bit odd.