Friday, July 25, 2008

The latest

Wow. I had this whole post drafted up yesterday about my mother-in-law. Here's an excerpt:

Ugh, MIL. You guys, I am being a total baby, but I want to cry.

Yesterday everything was better with her. She came over to our house. Got all moved out of her rental. I saw her for about 45 minutes after I got home from yoga. She was cool. Chill, a little bit wiped out energy-wise, but that is very common for her. Big lulls in energy.

This morning, I heard her up before me. In the kitchen. I rushed to get ready for work. On my way out the door, she came out of her bedroom. Shit, I thought. I wanted to make it out without having to deal. She asked me if I had any Benadryl. She sounded weak and dramatic. I told her no, but Gelson's at the bottom of the hill would have some for sure. And I was out.

Well, what continued was that she really wasn't feeling well. Went to wake H up. He took her to Kaiser. They ran a bunch of tests on her. She was severely dehydrated and also severely anemic. Like whatever is considered low hemoglobin, she was WAY below that. Iron supplements weren't going to cut it, so they scheduled a blood transfusion. And a number of scans - CT scan, etc - to determine what was the cause of this insane anemia.

I felt terrible. I mean, poor woman. Clearly not doing well. But, I will selfishly admit, I was also totally bummed out. How does this happen the day before she is supposed to leave? There is some sort of psychosomatic thing going on with this lady. It would be one thing if she was a totally normally functioning person, who got sick at the end of her visit. It happens. But with her, there is some catastrophic drama on a daily basis. It's freaking exhausting. And right when we were going to get a reprieve, BAM, she's back. And she's living with us again. Shit.

I kept my personal vent session to myself (and my mom and my sister - thank god for family you can confide in). H spent most of the day at the hospital with her. I talked to H's brother, who also thinks his mother is over the top. I think he sees his mother for what she is, so while concerned about her, he was also just worn out and disappointed.

I got home in the evening, and H was here with our little nephew (H's brother's son), Jeremy. H's brother was at the hospital to give H a break for a while. H left soon after I got home to go bring his mom things for the night, as she was being admitted (a blood transfusion is a long process that has to be carefully monitored). At about 9pm, H's brother came back to pick up his son. And check this out. They ran a second hemoglobin test on MIL, I suppose as a control method to ensure the original results were correct. Totally normal hemoglobin levels. WTF?? So they ran a 3rd test. Totally normal hemoglobin levels. So either the 1st result that morning was improperly labeled as hers, or she has some wacky shit going on in her body.

BIL totally poured his heart out to me - about how tough it is for him having his mom here. He works from home, and with her being just a few minutes away, she calls him with things on a daily basis. And they aren't things like "Honey, I baked some cookies for you", or "when you have a chance, I could use your help with something." They are serious, dramatic, over-the-top panicky requests. Basically, the woman has a serious anxiety problem. She needs medication. I'm convinced. She thinks she is all hippie-fied, self aware, enlightened.... and I think it's a whole crock of shit. She is the most self-unaware person I know. She has no idea how she affects other people, and she has no consideration for what other people are going through when she gets into one of her freak-outs. I don't think she does it on purpose, but this is clearly a mental condition. She gets herself all panicky, like a serious panic attack, and it affects her health. Doesn't insane amounts of stress affect everyone's health?

So anyways, she'll come home today (they still kept her overnight, probably for safekeeping), and hopefully H's brother can arrange a flight for her on Monday. But holy shit, talk about issues. I need this woman out of my life.

9 comments:

Sugar and Ice said...

Oh honey, I'm so sorry...for everyone, you, your husband, you bil, your mil's husband...and even your crazy mil. What a terrible situation. I hope it gets better soon!!

Jenn said...

I am so, so sorry this is happening to you guys. I swear you could have written that whole thing about my MIL - overly dramatic, completely unaware (or maybe mine just doesn't care?) about how she affects other people, and the calling her son.

Oh my goodness, it's a miracle if there is only one call from my MIL every day. It's not unusual at all to see that she call two, three, even four times in one day. And she wonders why Scott sounds annoyed when he answers - because he's trying to work.

And, like your BIL said, it's very rare that my MIL calls without complaining or having something catastrophic happen. She stresses my husband out very, very badly and she either doesn't realize or doesn't care that she causes him so much worry.

alyssa said...

I completely feel for you. In fact, as you deal with your MIL, my family is dealing my mother who is severely unhealthy (mentally and physically) and possibly going thru some kind of meth withdrawal. I'm sure dealing with my mom is very hard for my bro's wife and my hubby. By being supporting to H through all this and being there for H's bro, you're doing the best you can, despite needing her out of your house! I really do hope she's out before the little one comes - that's the last stress you need! Keep up the yoga and being open with your mom and sis. Sending blogger hugs! I have a feeling there could be an entire blogger group dedicated to sharing horror stories about moms and MILs...

Katelin said...

oh man i'm so sorry. this woman sounds like such a mess and such a tiring experience. hopefully she'll get better and head back home stat. my fingers are crossed for ya.

Morgan said...

I've been reading your blog for awhile, but I think this is my first comment. :)

I hope your mil makes it to Hawaii soon, for your sake. Although, I can't help but feel a little sorry for her husband!

R said...

I'm not gonna lie, I'm exhausted just reading about her. Such a crazy situation with the tests and transfusion! Hang in there and make sure to find some time to wind down and keep calm. Don't want the little sugar to get all anxious from you being upset. Best of luck!!

Winnie said...

Oh man. I hope she goes home soon. It'll be better for all of you.

amber said...

i really hope by now the situation is sorta under control and she is back safely in maui. i really hope so.

{{hugs}}

wan-nabe said...

oh dear. this is the LAST thing you need to be dealing with, considering the fact that you're in your third trimester! i'm sorry that you have to deal with it, but glad that you have a few outlets to vent.

 
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