Thursday, November 19, 2009

I mentioned to two groups that I know (one that I belong to, the other, (where I'm not a member due to their membership requirements), but with friends in both), that my house is a mess and that it needed cleaning and that I couldn't physically do it, and I could use some help while Keith was gone. Both groups offered to help clean my house. This was BEFORE Keith left. I did not mention this to Keith, as I wanted this to be a surprise for him. Well, it's now down to the wire, Keith will be home late tomorrow, and no one from either group has called to help me clean. A friend of Keith's also offered to clean, and we even set up a date and time, but he never showed. I left a message on his machine, but didn't hear back. I really needed someone to clean under our adjustable beds, so that the beds could be removed and replaced. It's not gonna happen now, unless Keith does it... and I have no idea when that will happen.

The beds are 10 years old, and we have 10 years still on the warrenty. The beds were installed improperly, which I just learned recently. I can probably get them replaced for free, if I get the beds replaced soon, but the bedroom has to be clean. I don't see how that's gonna happen now. I guess I really know who my friends are - or aren't. I do know, however, that one person would really have helped, but he's out of state, and unavailable, it's a shame that people offer to help and back out. A damn shame.

It took a lot for me to admit my house is a mess, and to ask for help and I get assurances that there would be help and now, kicked in the teeth. AGAIN. I say, again, because that's my life story. Every time I ask for help, I get figuratively kicked in the teeth, but I keep thinking things will be different the next time, and I gather up my courage and ask again. Well, no more. Never again. EVER.

I am seriously thinking of getting off Facebook due to this... why should I be here, when "friends" aren't "friends" at all, but just someone you know who says things that they don't mean? I'll go back to just doing my service dog stuff and being a virtual hermit. I was one this entire month, enduring my inlaws comements with no support where I could have said someone was coming over to help me. I guess I can get on the floor and pick up things, and stuggle to get into my wheelchair, being exhausted after only 10 minutes. Won't have time for Facebook, then, I'll be in bed, in pain, and trying to sleep. THAT won't happen either, as the sleep study isn't finished so no CPAP or BPAP yet. So, my sleep is very very disturbed... I sleep so deeply, that I do stop breathing and then I wake myself up. *sigh*

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