I was rather enjoying using pictures instead of words, so today I had a few more, but they wouldn’t upload (grrrr!) so I guess I now have to use words again – alas!
My own words were beginning to trip me up (which is nothing new – ask one of my previous students!) And my grief over my husband, Anthony’s deterioration was beginning to curdle a healthy sense of humour, and clog the blog with a smog of miserable mixed metaphors – hehe!
The last few days have entailed a 3-way battle of wits in our little family – Husband, Son and me. It all culminated in a discussion the other day, when I had brought Anthony home, in which he again asked to stay the night and Son yelled, “Mum, tell him the truth!” and stomped back to his room, and I finally said to this husband, who I have loved for most of my life, that staying the night was impossible because he is a 2-nurse ‘job’ in the nights and I couldn’t do it any more.
“Ever?” Anthony asked.
“Ever,” I said, crying.
“So I can never sleep here again?”
“Never,” I said, folding myself into his arms, in the cusp of the armchair.
Once we got over all that emotional crap, and Son and I had helped Anthony into the car to go back to the nursing lodge, I said to Anthony, “And if you keep on making me feel guilty when I am doing my best, I will never make you scrambled eggs again.”
“Those were good scrambled eggs,” he said, adding, “a bit of bacon would have made them perfect.”
“You are such a bastard,” I said, starting the car.
Son gave Anthony a nose-smooch through the window, then he went back into the house.
“He’s a great boy, but you can be a real bitch,” Anthony said, chuckling now.
We held hands all the way back.
jmgoyder 
i liked the way you took a sad situation and came back with a good ending!!! i know it has to be hard. following you through your blogs in some ways prepares me for my future, if Al ends up in a nursing home. I already realize it will tear my heart out. When he is in the hospital or when he was in rehab for eight weeks, it did some emotional damage to me, so I am not looking forward to the day, but through you, i am able to get ideas on how to get through it easier. you are a blessing to me
Thanks Terry! You are doing it really tough and I think about you and Al, and your predicament, a lot. Juliex
i am constantly learning from you to lean heavily on God to get me through this. I am so glad that we have come to be blogging friends
Not sure about the God thing as he and I are having a bit of an argument at the moment. I’m not being trite.
I think what you are doing is superhuman, Terry.
We are travelling the same road you and I, funny how it has to do with scrambled eggs and bacon….:)
So true in both ways!
So many ups and downs, eh?
Hopefully I can conjure more ups!
a little misery, a little humour, and some scrambled eggs – life, I guess
Exactly!
hey Julie, that brought tears to my eyes. Sometimes life isn’t fair but I guess we just get on with it as is. Your writing has such passion and the way you put words together mesmerizes me.But…what is it with men and their bacon?????
Yes – it’s bacon this and bacon that – argh- Thank you Jane! Jxx
Haha!!! I’m laughing with your husband, not at you.
Good on you!
Julie, I never know if I’m going to laugh or cry or both with you! This was an all-rounder. I loved the clog the blog with smog…so funny. and the rest…well dear woman…you have an amazing family and I’m in love with all of you. (even the birds..yes, all of them)
R
I think I’m getting back to normal after a few days of utter despair – thanks Rhonda! Jxx
🙂 no matter what the words or the conflict, is I smell love every time …it just permeates through the computer screen here…
That’s a great thing to say – thanks Robyn! Jxx
I so agree with Robyn!
Robyn is amazing isn’t she!
You all are! You got some real good “women” friends!
Including you, Diana!
I have never met most of these amazing blog friends, so I am amazed by the generosity of spirit!
J
Sounds like a healthy sense of humour is restored.
Finally – yes!
Oh dear JM! This must have been heart wrenching… sending virtual hugs.
It’s okay – just.
The man’s sense of humour is priceless.
Yes!
I imagine that was a terribly hard conversations with Anthony. You’re a tough nut handling all this “emotional crap” as you say. Bacon as an emotional salve….. I hope it works to stop any guilt and guilting. (: Hugs as always, M
You are a gemstone!
Aren’t we all?! You captured the humorous amidst the turmoil. Banter and hold hands. Words and pictures: both tell a story.
Texas love…
Good sense of humor! But I imagine it feels overwhelming.
Up and down!
For you to be sharing this with us, the good, the bad, and the funny is a real gift from your soul Jules. i hope you know that. What I take away from every post I read of yours sticks with me throughout. I find myself bringing the topics of up in conversations with my husband and daughter where the the the threat of azheimers hangs over my husbands brain. It opens dialog that zI have no clue how it would ever be opened any other way.
The lessons (that you have no idea you’re teaching) that I leave with are tucked in a file marked COPING SKILLS that I keep at hand full time.
I’m wondering if D. and I will cope with the grace and wisdom you & Anthonty hold closely between you. Honoring your love honestly and with no B.S. I admire that and just had to say.
You, my baroness, have more coping skills than I will ever have!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
😦 Sad for you
Bitch + Bastard = Happily Married Couple, right?
Hahahahaha – yes!
Dear lord, I wasn’t making the connection that Anthony is your husband. 😦 How heartbreaking. Well, there’s a little award waiting for you at my place if you need some sunshine. Hooray for your strength.
With love,
Jill
Sorry for the confusion! As far as I can see I am following your blog but not getting notifications – will try again!
Julie we’re sorry you had a tough time. You are so strong. On another note we’d love to try your scrambled eggs sometime 🙂
Bella and DiDi
Aren’t you supposed to be weeding the garden, doggies?
Anthony’s a treasure.
Yes and yes!
Hi,
Great post, and I have to say bacon does go well with scrambled eggs. 🙂
Okay – tomorrow!
This must be heartbreaking – to see the gulf widening and to have to allow (even make) it to do so.
Yes – not easy – thank you!
Honesty is always better, but it’s hard.
Reading this, I suspect you’re all going to be okay. You are all strong and courageous.
Glad you re-discovered your sense of humour.
Me too – where is your blog for today because I can’t wait to give you a unique comment – hehe!
The pictures are great, but the words are better. Even the ones that hurt — when you know they come from the right place in ones heart. You and Anthony are so very special!! You do a heart good!
That is a lovely thing to say – thank you!
What a beautiful example of how you’ve come to reflect upon yourself, then change the lens you are looking through! I loved reading this post!
Thank you so much, cuhome!