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Ugh. The ex. Again.
My husband was diagnosed with dementia a decade ago.
Around that same time his ex wheedled her way back into his life and tried to convince him I was an awful person. Lots of long boring details but the high points are that between the strokes and the dementia diagnosis two years after? I was homeless because my husband got paranoid and threw me out ( Read more... ) -
Vegetable soup recipe for my family
The recipe:
1/3 C TVP
1/3 C dehydrated mixed veggies (buy in bulk at a restaurant supply house for best value) Include dehydrated mushrooms in the mix if you’ve got ‘em.
Also add in dehydrated onions.
1/3 cup minute rice.
1 Tablespoon of the spice mixture
Spice mix:
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Steve called Nate "The guy" today
Today Steve was discussing some missing DVDs with our housekeeper.
He said he had been missing the DVDs "Ever since we had to kick that guy out of that house"
He's talking about when we had to evict his older son Nate from the mobile home.
It's definately a new low. It doesn't mean he has completely forgotten Nate. But he's definately on the road to ( Read more... ) -
My story: Montana: 1986. I’m 4 months pregnant.
Sharing here so I have a record of this write up to share with the Medicare for All people.
My story:
Montana: 1986. I’m 4 months pregnant. I’m alone because my husband is On The Road Again.
We don’t have insurance. I was just fired a month prior from my job at a nursing home because at 4 months I thought it was time to tell them I was pregnant. We ( Read more... ) -
Adamantine
2009. I was dealing with: Being a full time, non-traditional student (aka older) at a rigorous university. My new ADHD diagnosis. In the middle of a sexual harassment lawsuit against my previous school. PTSD from that experience and the fact that my abuser killed himself and blamed me. AND? I was on the team who caught a man named John Towery ( Read more... ) -
Journaling. It's what I do here.
This livejournal has very rarely been used for socializing. And what little socializing there was happened many years ago ( Read more... ) -
Bill Smith
When I was 18 there was a boy named Bill Smith who was in love with me.
I didn't realize it at the time.
He was from a small town in Connecticut. And if his name wasn't so fucking common I would have been able to reach out to him by now. Tell him he was right. I am an anarchist. And that, while for me the love was unrequited, I would have lifted him ( Read more... ) -
Steve has declined further than he lets on.
Today we had a ferw errands in town.
Hanger clinic for support hose for Steve's swollen legs.
Then Safeway, where we spent about 45 minutes shopping. Steve never wanders off in the store anymore. He stays very close to me. Which I admit is a blessing. Because it's getting pretty clear that his navigational skills are really declining.
Last week at ( Read more... ) -
Memories: Steve tells an agent where to go without saying much at all.
Once upon a time, when Steve was much younger, he was in a band that was getting really popular. They were interviewing agents and one asshat of an agent (sorry, that's redundant!) kept poking my husband in the chest all night and saying he was fat and needed to lose weight, etc.
But here's the thing. My husband has a barrel chest, but he has ( Read more... ) -
Memories. Mr White the science teacher who hated me.
Once upon a time I was a 6th grader with a horrible science teacher. My 3rd grade teacher had fought an epic battle with my parents to have me institutionalized. Blah blah blah, anyhow, some of the teachers in the school system believed she was correct. And they mistreated me in class the same way she had.
One day, in absolute kid frustration at ( Read more... )