50 Words
Neglect is My Trigger.
Thrifty Word Challenge #50: Triggered
Just let me find out my dad has not been cared for, my brother or son didn't attend to his needs when I wasn’t there…my anxiety is triggered. I will sit here and seeth or worry until I make myself sick. My knots from tension are causing me great pain.
I don’t live with my dad, but that doesn’t stop me from being his main caregiver. My oldest son lives with him and works from home, but that means he’s in the office. All that aside, he could manage his time in a way that lets him periodically check on him and when he’s off, he has things he could do like cooking, laundry, and yardwork.
My brother works out of town a lot but could do more when he is in town. Luckily, these things are getting better, I now have physical problems I need to fix. Caregivers tend to forget themselves and focus on the person their taking care of. I recognized this too late, and now medication and physical therapy will be necessary. I think my knots have knots.
My dad has Parkinson’s, aphasia, and can’t hear well either. He is almost 87 and communication is almost non-existent. I take my time with him, I’m patient enough to figure out what he is trying to say. I don’t think my son or brother does this. His legs are just getting weaker, ruling out the possibility of him living with me. I don’t want to think about him having to go to assisted living, another thing that causes my anxiety.
Thanks for indulging my entry into the Thrifty Words Challenge and thanks to Reuben Salsa for hosting it!
