Where to start ...

Three days ago I had surgery. Prior arrangements were made for my mom to be my caregiver. I was hesitant because she didn’t have time for me then so how could she ever make time to care for me now I’m my time of need ? But she said she would so I let it go. She went to the meetings and appointments - now fast forward to the day of surgery and every day after she is a goner! From the time she saw I was able to walk regularly during my first hospital walk - she has thrown me to the wolves. Since discharge I have been on my own and the sad part is we live in the same house. She doesn’t help me walk , prep for liquids , assist with lifting or bending ( I literally had to beg her to get someone to unclog my bathroom tub drain so I could take my first shower since surgery today) , track intake , remind of breathing exercises and is rarely around to help even though she says if you need help just let me know - TRICK HOW when you’re gone or unavailable 3/4 of the day ?! Then to put the icing on the cake ? for the past two to three weeks her as well as everyone who lives in the home as well have been ordering fast food and takeout constantly , eating junk food they never would and inviting me as well as others out to “dinner” ( never did before found out was having surgery) - why so you can call me even fatter ?! And then look at me crazy when I order a salad or have to make alterations in order for the meal to be considered healthy ? No thanks i’ll pass. Anyway I’m Just fed up - she was supposed to go on this liquid diet with me but so far it’s just been talk and oh i’ll start tomorrow. Tomorrow never comes. Junk continues to be eaten right in front of me as if they are trying to tempt me - but newsflash Dipshits - THAT PART OF MY BODY IS NO LONGER PRESENT - IT GOT CUT OUT 3 DAYS AGO ! I’m just sick of all the antics , comments and unsupportiveness. One of my stitches ripped I guess from lifting something earlier and then my leg started to cramp - maybe I was dehydrated / needed to walk to avoid clots - who knows , but I did walk and cannot stomach anymore liquid today. Starting tomorrow I’m going to see if an home nurse can stop by daily because this “help” isn’t just not working for me . And then they wonder why I’m so angry now ?! Psssssh !

Vent over . Any comments ?

I personally didn’t need anybody to help me with anything. Once I was home I was able to do everything and still take care of my family. Not that my family didn’t offer, they certainly did. The moral of the story is you can never rely on anybody for anything- only yourself. You got this.

To thy ownself, be true! Old saying but still holds true.?

I actually have that quote tattooed on my ribs!