I've been awoken by severe back pain 3rd night in a row. And my meds aren't helping relieve the pain. It's good that I'm seeing my pain management specialist on Monday afternoon, because this back pain is just awful. I have also yet to see another podiatrist (foot doctor) for my aching & painful feet & leg pain. If I stand for any time longer than five (5) or ten (10) minutes, I begin to hurt awfully bad! To the point where if I sit, I'll hurt even more with my back as screwed up as it is.
This makes doing home chores difficult, & when I sit too long either that also exacerbates the pain in my lower lumbar back region. Such to the point that doing any amount of school class assignments begin to feel cumbersome & uncomfortable at best. At worst, I hurt much more than before I started.
On an unrelated note, I'm still waiting to get my student loan refund. And since mom will be out of town for a little bit next week, it'll be no more "I need [this or that errand] done, because I forgot to make a ride for myself. Even if I did, there's nobody to watch my Mojo!" Pity I can't just offer to pay for a dogsitter, or he cab/Lyft/Uber ride. If anything to shut her the fuck up!
Don't misunderstand me! I ❤ my mom with all of my heart. BUUUUUUUUUUuuuuuut.... just like Mike Westen's mom on Burn Notice, Madeline Westen (portrayed by Sharon Gless), she'll give me what I want, but it comes with a price behind her "Oh, so sweet!" motherly smile & attitude/behavior! If I could afford it, I'd buy her a vehicle, put it in my name on the title with her name as a co-owner, then she could theoretically be the registered owner by the DMV (vehicle registration & license), and pay for her own insurance.
If she just put in some real effort to find a babysitter for Mojo, someone competent enough to take care of an ailing dog that won't be abusive or hurt the dog. Because as much as I dislike being around Mojo (who doesn't really like me around mom... or her dog food), I would very much use my cane Leela to beat the shit out of an animal abuser, and then drag them to the Lakewood Police Department while instilling the notion that if they don't confess being an animal abuser & beg for jail/prison, that I'd find them, and let animal rights activists' groups have at him or her while expressing my utter delight that they'd be rather uncomfortable at best.
I mean, hey she's (Mojo) family now! Just like if the Iranian guy that my brother is currently living with does anything to hurt my brother unit, that guy would have to go to a hospital and have my cane Leela surgically removed from his ass, while stitching up every bruise, every cut, every deep wound that I'd make sure he went to the hospital with after I'm done with him. That's not a threat. That's a promise! I may not like many members and relatives of my family, but I'll protect & defend them dearly!
Anyway, as for Mojo? Not my fucking problem. I'm way over being the glorified dog sitter so she (mom) doesn't have to worry that someone, somewhere doesn't call Police Animal Control like what happened to us in 2014 just after we got Mojo for mom (because mom didn't want to wait & also go through proper channels to get a proper service dog) in Wheat Ridge, Colorado while at my previous podiatrist. We, and by we, I mean MOM was told that if Wheat Ridge PD animal control was called again specifically for a report of a dog in MY truck having been in it despite the windows rolled almost all the way down, and in a shaded spot, that not only would Mojo be taken away from MOM, but that my Ruby could also be taken away (impounded) for evidence.
This is why I can't just tell mom "No", but I'd love to. If she had her own vehicle, insurance, etc, then she could also have to figure out what to do about Mojo!
*BIG SIGH*
C'est la vie! Mi mamá loca! Mein Leben ist beschissen!
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