Hello everyone-
I had no choice but to be late with my subcutaneous Hizentra. I believe my pharmacist said you can be a couple days early OR a couple days late from your usual day. Two days shouldn’t hurt as long as it’s not done continuously. Does that sound correct? Thanks all.
My Dad died two years ago. He was emotionally unavailable, but my Mom is currently the real issue. For as mentally unwell as he was, he was the “normal” parent. So even though my Dad and I were not estranged, like my Mom and I currently are. I certainly do miss aspects of him. Wishing us all a gentle Father’s Day to the ones who had to sometime be their own Dads;
specifically us oldest daughters.
As the title suggests, this is what happened. I haven’t spoke with my Mom since December of last year. I know she’s giving me the silent treatment, but I do not know what for. I mean, im good with not hearing from her but it is odd. It happened after I had a major oral surgery.
Hello everyone in OKC! I was wondering, as a potential visitor to OKC (I’m from the northern plains states above you!) How is your Autumn season weather like? What would you say the average fall temps there are? Do you get snow? Im from a place where we have a short Fall and a long, LONG winter. Sometimes as cold (or colder!) than Siberia. So Im used to -20 to -40 winters. If you could actually tell me what all the season are like, that would be great. Not a Summer person as im pretty heat i tolerate living where Ive lived my whole life. Thanks all! 😊
Kinda like the title says: my Mom stopped calling or communicating with me mid-December of last year after I had a major oral surgery. (My husband called her to let her know I had major surgery- so she knew) I never called her either. We have mutually not reached out to one another. My Dad died two years ago. I’m kinda loving not having to call her or sit through a call with her, where she inevitably only talks about herself and if the topics shifts even slightly away from her or her troubles she “has to get going.” I feel slightly liberated. A little weirded out by how I’ve basically just been mourning her all my life, but yeah- it feels surreal. Waiting for the shoe to drop or the next crisis. So, some anxiety. I’m a parentified scapegoat eldest daughter. And I feel like she’s always used silent treatments to “punish” me for whatever issue she decided to be mad at me about that day. My Dad would always be the one to bridge that divide, call, and say to me: Haven’t heard from you in a while, when my Mom would use the silent treatment on me. Because i would withdraw when she would do that. Now Dad isn’t here to mend any fences. So, I guess it’s no contact now and at least for now, im doing well with it.