My maternal grandma is in the hospital. So is my husband’s great uncle.
I’m from a large, emotionally charged family. I don’t want to tick off any of my family with sharing a ton of history, but a quick summary is that my maternal grandparents had 8 children. My mom was the fourth. I am one of the older grand kids (there seemed to be about 3 waves…I was in the first one…number 3 of 10). I spent a lot of time with my mom’s younger siblings and my grandparents while I was growing up.
This whole situation sucks. But I’ve enjoyed connecting with my extended family again. And then I feel bad about thinking about the positives while my grandma is struggling. There is a good chance that she will make it through this infection and the other crap right now. But she will still be 85+, my grandpa will still be nearly 90, and there will still be struggling.
My husband comes from a small, more reserved family. His grandparents on both sides had 2 kids each. My husband is the only grandchild. His great uncle lives next to his paternal grandparents. This past week has sucked for that great uncle since he’s in the hospital with a brain bleed. He’s in great spirits and made it through a successful neurosurgery to remove dried blood from his head.
But we haven’t even visited yet because he’s about an hour away and we’re exhausted (hubby’s keeping up with pet sitting and softball reffing while I’m at my grandma’s hospital and he really hates to go to hospitals at anyway). So there’s some guilt.
I’m trying to visit my grandma several times a week, keep up with pet sitting, keep up with the online work, AND we’re meeting with our tax lawyer today too.
I’ll write about this in more detail once it’s resolved, but the IRS literally lost our 2013 amended tax return, so we are having to file a petition for tax court before our deadline even though they have everything including a new, faxed amended return and just refuse to take care of this without us spending thousands. By the end of this, we will be spending $2000-$6000 to fight them off with a stick. They think we owe them $23,000 that we never made because they actually pulled their info off of the wrong line of our tax form.
This is so frustrating and scary. Which is combining with my nostalgia, worry, sadness, and guilt. Which is combined with my trying-to-get-pregnant feelings.
And I’m just emotional goo. With back pain. BLECK!
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