Fondlers Anonymous
Background - I'm 51, BIKSS is 54. We met in 1988 & got involved in mid 2012. We moved into a DD/lg dynamic a year later. In April 2015 the shit hit the fan. We took some time off but eventually found a new us. I used to live alone except for a year in 2016 when my folks were living with me. Mum has moved in again now that my father has passed (2019). Currently my apartment houses myself, mum, her caregivers and a tenant. He lives with his family. This is us.
8 April 2024
Saying Goodbye to Mum, and Carrying On
4 March 2024
A Bit of Sad News and Medical Tests for Me
Before I get into it, I'm going to put up the food pictures before I forget. There've been a few dinners and lunches and thankfully not all of it was fried chicken, even tho that was the original plan for Feb.
By the third week I was begging for ANYTHING ELSE except fried chicken cos I was just so sick of it LOL.
All I need to do now is wait for the mammogram results to come in and we're good to go cos everything else is fine.
She stopped eating on Tuesday night. We were told to prepare for the end. That's what we're doing. Apart from not swallowing, she also hasn't got much control of her mouth - lips and tongue. So whatever we put in comes out almost straightaway. Surprisingly, yesterday I noticed she was smacking her lips together, so we tried giving her a little bit of baby food. She managed to swallow about half of the 10ml we gave her - in small doses of 1.5-2ml each time.
This morning she was alert - looking around, even smiling. Her tongue is lolling out a litte again today and she's not taking in as much as yesterday, but at least she's managing a few drops each time.
I'm not sure that's anything to be happy about, I mean, she's almost at the end, they say. And 10ml of liquid a day is hardly enough to sustain life. But at least her mouth isn't dry and she gets to taste some chocolate, coffee, and whatever else we put on her tongue. The websites all say it's a good way to comfort her as she approaches the end, even if she's not swallowing it. Allowing her to taste the flavours, if she wants, will comfort her.
18 February 2024
WorkTrips Bleugh
BIKSS has been away 2 out of the 3 weeks this month so far. That means we haven't had a lot of opportunity for his birthday feasting.
We did manage a Korean fried chicken dinner before he left on Monday.
10 February 2024
Reunion Dinner
We even got a bottle of non alcoholic sparkly bubbly - FOC from soup kitchen
5 February 2024
Physio, Audio and Sciatica
(Um he'd better not have.)
Ahem.
Anyway today I popped a St John's Wort cap and went to work bright and early. Transferred some templates to the back station lappy (where the colleague usually sits) and parked myself in the front. Where the registration happens. I've decided that instead of the fluid whoever's-available-do-the-next-thing system we've been using I'm marking out clear and distinct boundaries so that I shall just do my own shit and she can do her own shit and stop watching her and correcting her. If she fucks up then she fixes it. If she doesn't know how then she can make it the boss's problem.
As Betty says, he doesn't FEEL the pain cos he never has to deal with the backlash of her mess-ups. I've always either prevented the problems or fixed them for her. I'm done. If he wants me to holler at her less, then I'm gonna holler less. Or not at all.
It aint my problem anymore.



















