Ah, sorry, I forget where I post sometimes #active_ppl_problems #just_bookmark_it
I always think no one cares... that why I still haven;t made my own Life issues thread, although I've been planning to do so since few long months... And every time I get the feeling like this is it, I'm finally going to do this... I get discouraged by the thought of "why would ppl care? it's not their problem".
My grandma just likes to exaggerate and she's either lazy or what, I don't know anymore. She just acts like she's sicker, older and everything more than she actually is and thinks since she's "old" everyone should be doing things for her. Including calling a doctor for a home visit; yes call as in by phone; grandma's block is just next to the doctor's office -.-
Also taking out her trash, while she's "very sick" and calling her equally sick daughter (aka my mom) to "drop by" for 5 minutes because "the trash can smells". She has elevators in her building, she only lives on 2nd floor and she only has about 10 meters to walk to the trash. It's not even 5 minute job and she's not that sick!
She's very selfish and "do it for me cause I'm older" and it ticks me off. It's funny how my sister seems to be the same: "do/say/think what I want, otherwise you're a bad sister/mother/grandmother, I demand everyone think only about my needs".
The two of them live together atm, but grandma has had enough lately and told my sister to move out. Sister gladly agreed, but "after her husband flies to London, then she'll move back into their rented apartment". She's just convenient.
Anyways, I managed to tell grandma I can't keep coming to her every day because I'm getting sick myself and I'm super tired and hungry after work. And she took it somehow, although I saw the look she gave me. Like an accusation "you don't care about me". It's that look a dog gives you when it wants more food even though you just gave it a full bowl
Eh, I should probably call her soon and ask if she's feeling better ...
I don't know how big your pms is, but mine is a total cataclysm. I complain more than usual (and I'm a complainer by blood already, so on pms I complain my ass off, and bf's ears off, too). I get angry over tiniest shit, I can't focus, my attention span is that of a 2-yr-old. I also get headaches and migraines. Uterus pre-cramps, sometimes reaching even the muscles inside vagina, and this shit stings. (I'm not even mentioning boobs that hurt with every move I make, becaue the bastards can grow even one size up during that time) My temperature get's higher so I feel sick, I'm colder than normal (cause I'm always cold) and I even get a rasp and sore throat. And because of all that I get rreaaaally cranky, and as I meantioned, complainy. You just can't turn me off. I want to kill myself, and my bf wants to kill me, too.
I have an appointment with an ob-gyn on Wednesday, maybe I'll finally do something about it.