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Originally Posted by Blessings2You
You know, like Ida Morgenstern on TV: "No, no, you all go and have a good time, I'll be fine here alone scrubbing the ceiling with a toothbrush. If it flares up again (cough, cough, wince) I'll just call an ambulance or something."
There's a huge difference between the people I admire who just keep plugging along with a cheerful (or at least philosophical) attitude, and those who paste on a phony smile, heave a pathetic little sigh, and say "No, no, don't feel bad about not helping. You just stay home and...rest. The swelling has almost gone down around my incision anyway."
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You just described my MIL to a "T"!!! Heaven forbid you should have something to be happy about.....she'll find a way to crush it!
She doesn't even know (that I am aware of) that I have MS. We don't communicate often.....hardly ever, actually.
But I do know what you mean, B2Y. I try really hard not to be the martyr. And I did a really good job two days ago when I got totally fed up with the bathroom the boys use looking like a football locker room. I started to just go clean it myself. But then I thought about it and told both boys, together, that they were more than capable of doing it themselves and I had better things to do with my time (not sure what....but it sounded good
). Instead of acting all "woe is me" and sighing loudly while scrubbing the tub, I just told them that they better keep it clean or I would hire someone to do it and
they would pay for it!! Money talks!! It's so clean now you could eat off the floor!!
