Today is the day you get to peek into the mind of The Coffee Mom, however the name pretty much says it all I thought maybe it was time to change it up a bit.
I am over fifty, yes yes, thank you I did age well. How did I do it, well this answer is easy; I did it over a great amount of stress, chaos, crisis, lack of sleep, and abundant amounts of caffeine. I am a disabled Nurse of many years, long story short went in for something simple and came out with a list of anything that was not simple.
American Psychological Association on Divorce – for those of you going through or thinking about divorce, there is some excellent advice on this site.
I worked two jobs my entire work life, and a weekend plus holiday consultant job plus sold Avon, Mary Kay, Amway, Legal Lawyer, pretty much name it I bought into it. Trying to hide one job from the other was the biggest drain on me than anything. But I was a single mom, two kids, a mortgage, and a car I could no longer drive. The best thing for me although not my children is that my ex moved on with his life and never looked back. No, seriously he just kept it movin’. I did not care, he was not a positive role model for my son, so I went it alone with help from my parents when I would ask.
Fast forward 24 years, here I am. Life has not been easy and my story does not differ from many of yours. I don’t want pity, because I am a stronger person, maybe a little nutty, maybe medicated, maybe not. Although I feel I have been through some life experiences that can help other people, allow them to read and say, “Yes, I have been there too.”
Alright, my fascination with saving money, that one is pretty simple. Lose nearly three jobs and have the ability by the time you are 30 to have worked 52 quarter in your life, then take that drastic pay cut from the government that you paid into all those years and you bet your buns that will learn you real quick how to budget, where to shop, making ends meet, and still try to enjoy life without stressing out everyday.
Social Security – you may find more information then the basics I give you. I just hate when people assume I am on SSI, no I was a hard worker and attempted to continue to do so, but could not.
Now, there are many people that do not understand the difference between SSI which stands for Supplemental Security Income this is for low or no income people who may not be able to work, it is not based on any pay they have received from the workplace. Often they are also on Medicaid and food stamps and it can be for various reasons, born with a disability, have an accident at a young age and are unemployable. SSD stand for Social Security Disability these are people who have worked 52 quarters in their lifetime and have developed a disease or disability and are now unemployable, but have paid into the system. You make enough you do not qualify for any help with food stamps, nor are you able to get medicaid. You will be eligible for Medicare two years after your disability starts. They give you a chance, this is what I wanted, I lost my career in nursing, because I kept getting sick. So they have another program Vocational Rehab, you go back to school learn another trade and there you go, it is a possibility that you can go to work doing something else. I did that, I went to school three times, paid for the last one myself, because they gave up on me. I have a degree in accounting, and certified nail technician with a major in business management, the third is in creative writing and theology. Do not ask, it was a phase with me. I continued to get sicker, other diseases crept up. It is what it is.
The past ten years have been the most difficult, first my Mother gets some disease called C-Def which can cause sepsis (blood infection) from eating at a fast food restaurant, which shall remain nameless although you probably have been there more time then not. She is quarantined, put in a drug induced coma, and hence the chaos and crisis begins for the next ten years. She comes home and is fine for a while, then Dad has open heart surgery (bypass) it goes sideways, at the same time my son is in a car accident and loses his leg, my daughter runs away, because the stress is too much for her. The chaos and crisis continue, in and out of hospitals from this town to two towns over, the running back and forth were killing me. At one time I had all three in the hospital, Son in another city, Mother on 9 floor, and Father in a special ICU in a drug induced coma.
I spent many a night in the Chapel, asking God to help me through this, and he did. I came out stronger on the other end. Then chaos strikes again, Son goes to prison for his accident and terrible acts on himself, because he lost his leg, his buddy fled the scene although he was hurt he didn’t care. And entire year of traveling 300 miles to see him twice a month with his fiance.
Mom and Dad, well she started having a tough time breathing, second hand smoke they said and they put her on oxygen then she lost 132 pounds in six months, which they say was okay, she needed to lose it. Yeah, Okie dokie. I notice my Dad being very strange, he wasn’t himself, took him to the doctor and he was diagnosed with ALZ mid stage, and the cycle began. Son comes home, daughter comes home; she gets married for two months and the husband was already married to two other women and no that is not worked out yet. Our state has no idea what to even call it. We have no annulment laws here, it is not a divorce due to him not legally being married to her, so …. I have no words.
Taking a break, go get yourself a cup of coffee or tea, that is what I am about to do. I am lying I already drank the pot I am making another. Now I continue if you feel like going on. Many will wonder why put my life out here? I need to vent, have a record, we are never promised tomorrow only the moment we are living in.
Again with the crisis and chaos for the next three years, Dad rolled up to me said he loved me and his heart stopped. We called 911, and had him stable by the time we got to the hospital, don’t you just hate those little family rooms? You know something is wrong when they shut you up in there then send in a Priest. Anyway, he came out of it fine, his medications needed adjusted. Doctor said he would do just fine, and seen him yearly.
Mom went to the doctor October 5th or 6th of last year, he said she was in great health. She had her arthritis, Lupus, and some other things but she was more stable than ever. On October 8th at midnight my Mother died at the age of 67 one month before her birthday. Unknown reasons, natural reasons, no pain, she just said she was light headed, took a deep breath and died in her bed, in my arms. All the CPR in the world was not bringing her back, she had the choice stay with me or go with Jesus. I think I would pick the less painful choice myself. Her mind and body were tired. I love her and miss her very much. That was ten months ago.
Dad is in and out of later stages of ALZ, he wears diapers, can’t remember the season and swears it is Christmas already. His timing is off, ten minutes seem like hours to him. There are days he remembers my name and days he does not. He still lives in his home, and we all take turns caring for him. My daughter and her new fiance of nearly a year just went to do the day shift. I will catch mid day and evening to make sure meds are filled, appointments are on everyone’s schedules, and ready everything for the coming week. We do our own therapy as he has been kicked out of all three nursing care centers that come to the home, yeah he has a bad temper and mouth at times. He does not like to be talked down to, or told what to do.
Thursday’s and Saturday’s are our give back to the community days. My significant other works the bread ministry and local pantry helping those in need. Those that can’t make ends meet. Besides we all need to help one another. The people that read my blog are pretty much my social life, my father can’t have me leave the area or he freaks out. I need to be there at a moments notice if only to say hello, and I love you. He may not always know me, but he knows he can count on me.
So, here we are at the budgeting site and The Coffee Mom is spilling her guts. Budgets, I do budgets for our family. They are all separate, different values which lead to the same end result everyone needs to budget.