Mothers and Daughters -- In Law

Thursday, April 8, 1999

Some time back, Jev brought up the idea of his Mom moving in with us, down the road. His parents don't always get along, and I suspect they might have stayed together for their children's sake, rather than out of love for each other. That part of the matter is really none of my business, but having his mom move in with us would certainly be a decision that I would have a say in!

At first, the idea just didn't sit well with me; I mean, all these years, my mom has really worn on my nerves, and I'll be glad to just get away from her criticism. But that's my mom, not Jev's; and at the point where that discussion first came up, I really didn't know Jev's mom very well.

Over the winter holidays, I got to spend some time with her, and I think we get along pretty well. She does needlepoint and cross stitch, which I enjoy, and she plays a mean game of Scrabble! She doesn't seem to complain or criticize anywhere near as much as my mom, and she really spoiled us with her cooking while we were there. I don't know if she cooks that much of a meal that often when she doesn't have guests to feed, but after living the frozen food lifestyle for so long, I really felt like I was being treated like a princess while I was there!

I could tell there were a few times when she got on Jev's nerves a bit, but back when we talked about it at least, he seemed to like the idea of having her with us. I'm beginnning to think it might just be a good thing.

I've been doing some thinking about my own future, and I'm coming to the conclusion that even if I do go out and get a degree, and start some kind of career, that it would probably work best if I had a job I could do from home for the most part. And though I'll need some quiet time for my work -- whatever it ends up being -- I don't much like the thought of spending my days with just the cats, while Jev works. I've had enough isolation for one lifetime, and even when I get my license and have that freedom, it's still more fun to go and do things with someone.... and Jev's mom seems to enjoy shopping.... so.....

Yes, my mind is really skipping around today. I survived the urologist visit, but the doctor was concerned about my blood pressure, and she wants me to see my general practitioner about it, so she's sending him a 'note.' I did manage to prove that at least part of the elevated blood pressure was my fear of doctors: my pre-visit sysstolic BP was 156. The nurse chased me downstairs to the blood lab before I left, and took my pressure again, and that time, the systolic was 132. Still, she said that it could be a strain on my kidney, so it's best to have it checked. Hopefully a visit to my GP will prove a much less stressful situation for me, and I won't have a sky-high blood pressure when I go in. I really don't want to be stuck on blood pressure medicine in addition to the aspirin-a-day; I forget to take that, fairly often.

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