Our **** Summer

These are the stories of our summer experience.  Don’t expect glorious photos of an overseas beach somewhere in vacation land–because thats not at all what ours was like!

“I haven’t done much writing, I know”. A lame endlessly spoken phrase by bloggers throughout the summer vacation days, I know you’re tired of hearing. Especially by Moms. I get that. Here’s the thing though, our summer sucked. And I can promise you, it was NO VACATION around here! 

Oh, may I remind you first, I am thee most grateful person alive, thanks to the way my Mom raised me! That’s truly the only way we made it through our summer circumstances, with much hope and reasessed aspirations for our immediate future! 

In my *new life, I have always been sure to take a real good rigirously honest look at a situation:  I can decide to stay sore and harbour some resentments about the circumstances; OR I accept the outcome (the situation) with a new perspective, one of having learnt a valuable lesson. Or 2 or 3… *new life is a reference to my experience of recovering from addiction, and having been freed of that old life. “It is like being re-born” (Big Book of AA)

Here’s the “sitch

Long dramatic story as short as possible. 10 months ago left ‘hubby’ house vehicle & everything, traded for happiness. Restarted fresh again, in our new little town near family. They’re the only ones I can count on in life over and over, and I have finally learned that one. Where they move–we move! Period. Anyway, happily our wee family made our way to an apartment we made a home immediately. 4 year old developmentally delayed, had about a years growth set back durinmg the six months she was pulled out of daycare we called ‘school’. It costed the whole family trust me. Poor thing. So we looked so forward to our first Summer close to family :D!

Add a nightmare neighbour who knows nothing of consideration for others and her lack of self-awareness, we ended up having a waterfall throughout or new (landlord just newly renovated 1 year prior!) kitchen, bathroom, and diningroom/livingroom. Not pleased. We had brought everyting we could when we left our house behind and I am in debt over my head due to that ‘house stuff’. Point is, what we had left was not much. It was what I managed to salvage from a bitter split. Don’t get me wrong, I always chose happiness over “stuff”! It just seemed like it was “all we had” left you know. 

I dont like spending my time weeping over the past but, feel the need to get this off my chest …July 29th got flooded. Next day, contractors came to open walls at 430-7PM, yes very inconvenient timing. As they opened walls, found 10-15 YEARS worth of black mold growth; we could now not live in and had to pack 3 peoples important belongings to get out right away. Also, finding somewhere to stay temporarily. I only have Mom in this town.

 Let me take one step back:  That morning the assessment from head of contracting team was relaxed, playing it cool, not worried about us having to move out. There was no suggestion of that. I also requested very simply that our belongings be covered by his team with tarps, painters sheets, plastic rolls–I didnt care, as long as it was all covered. He  his understanding of that reuqest, by offering me the size/measurement type of plastic that would be used to cover our belongings. I re-affirmed it again, and went back to tidying up around the water damage I could deal with and went on worry free about my day! So as the pakc up, run and find accomodations now part of the day came, at 25 minutes before I had to pick up LO (the 4 year old with cognitive understanding delays), explain to her again, that we could not go home…. All and all, THAT was thee hardest part. Listening to her cry each day as we passed her home to get to ‘school’ that she wanted to go home, just ripped my heart in pieces. Nothing I said could help her understand again, that we could not go to her home because it was broken.

Thankfully, after the mess of lawyers, landlord tenant court visits, and finally forcing my landlord to do the right thing (accept give us the proper monetary compensation I know we deserve but, couldnt bother fighting for)–I played with terms I used with LO, and slowly assisted her into understanding this broken home stuff was no one’s fault and that we’d be back home in no time! Regardless of the truth that I didnt know when or what direction our circumstances were going at the time. 

During all of that mess, for the first time ever, I started having issues with my teenage brother and Mother. I dont need to get into that. You all know what fighting with family can look like. We ended up having a few (new remember) neighbours pull together and one lent us their families tent trailer! Called us to her house one evening, drove it over, set it up, lent us all the utilities we needed to cook and live–BAM! JUST LIKE THAT! We had a cool new temporary home, that was actually literally, in our own backyard LOL! Even TEEN was excited (til after a few hot mornings lol)! LO and I love the outdoors. Besides, we had always said we were going to the trailer this Summer; we just didnt know what way it was going to happen. 

This is my outlook. This is ME. This is the ways I have raised my children. I have to find the light in the dark. I have to be the light in the dark. I have to shine the light in the dark. 

Don’t get me wrong, it sucked real bad compared to home. But, we were able to use our bathroom (no ceiling) and bathe, so there wasn’t really much to complain about. Now, sleeping in a tent trailer for a single mom is pretty scary! I admit to you guys I barely slept a wink worrying about someone coming to get us lol…Thankfully we managed safely. However lovely my attitude of gratitude sounds, this story is not over yet! 

After 4 nights in the trailer, I started feeling like I was catching a cold. I never get sick so I was paying close attention to the changes in my body. (I am also ‘temporarily disabled’ at this time. that’s a whole other category too…) Maybe it was all the moving boxes, bags, garbage, furniture, stuff in and out from destroyed house, to Moms, to trailer, to insanity, that exhasuted my body enought to give into something. Either way I went straight to Doctors for a throat swab thinking it was Strep Throat; it was going around LOs school at the time. Got some antibiotics before the test results and went on my sick sucky way. 

I get some crazy headaches comparable to delivering twins no epidural through the sides of my head, with a weight the size of the old Coyote cartoons that used to drop on heads every episode; couldnt see, couldnt walk, couldnt talk. Headed to the doctors office whom called ahead to book me into hospital where I headed with TEEN next. All the while LO is at ‘school’ knowing non of this is happening. TEEN calls Mom who remember ‘doesnt enjoy her summer having us in her living space’ LMAO who now has to pick up and be Mom for God knows how long, right away, and make it to see God knows what’s going on in my head. My Mom doesnt prepare for sickness well. Always thinks I am over-reacting. But, I dont get sick. Shows up, just in time for me to get some pain meds (which arent provinding any relief at all), send TEEN home to her house; and jump into emergency ambulance ride to another hospital for a Cat Scan (of my pounding head)! I am in quarantine cuz there’s infection in blood, they just dont know what it is. 

After Cat Scan I get to have an Epidural! lol Actually, its abbreviated an LP Lumbar Puncture. LP is when they curve your spin, while awake, freeze your back, then freeze the nerves in your back somehow, puncture an enormous thick needle between two discs in lower back, to remove and test a persons Spinal Fluid. FUN! Spinal Fluid is sterile. That and Urine, I was informed. I guessed that’s why the ancients used urine as tooth paste apparently. Mine looked sterile, free from sightly bacteria, however further testing that day revealed White T Cells. Means infection. But, of what type:  A-Bacterial or B-Viral Praying for viral my mother went home and I was left feeling to die while giving birth through the brain. Not one drop of Morphine brought relief. I was curled up in a ball almost falling everytime I had to get up to use bathroom. Quaranteed, so no nurse even wanted anything to do with me, accept to poke, prod, and steal my blood for 2 long days and nights. We were told as soon as tests came back it was a Viral Menigitis. WOW! HAPPY CAMPER! No, I really was because if it was the Bacterial kind, there’s much higher risks of losing limbs and can even be fatal. The blessings rolled in from there on in. 

Finally, on the third day doctor came in changed pain meds, I found relief and next day was sent home… but after only 4 days and nights total for unworthy contractors, insurance companies and landlords to figure out when we’d have our home back…where was home to be. Thank God again, the second my Mom brought my iPhone, I sent landlord a message stating in hospital, get it done, I need my home asap. Period. And I truly at that point wouldve camped out in his families front yard had the work not of progressed as quickly (funny hey!y) as it did after that! Within two days we had our apartment repaired and painted, all accept for the laminate flooring throughout the main rooms laid

Ok, so here we are caught up to today. I am actually relaxing outdoors awating the arrival of the flooring guys, who’ve already tried to cancel once, just finished packing for a two day vacation away at you guessed it:  A friends parents TRAILER LMAO! Her parents heard our story and decided to book the rental trailer in their park for us, as a vacation for our last long weekend of Summer Vacation, of course. Like I haven’t seen enough of the inside of a trailer this year. Super grateful nonetheless though.

Their trailer park has 2 pools, a lake, and a beach. Great because LO has been asking to swim in a real pool forever. Cuz the neighbours ‘little’ pool is “not a real pool” according to her LMAO. She did have some amazing time swimming there, usually alone though, because of the temperature lol. My LO is a trooper and a teacher of strength and bravery for even me.

THERE, now that you are aware of our shitty summer OH SHIT–I Forgot to mention!

THAT “shit” word, is actually quite accurate. To sum up the reason for the flood, which I am sure you’re wondering about. Well, it had to be written on the insurance papers because, they have to include a “cause“:

The world’s largest feces, jammed in the tank of a low flush toilet

That was the exact cause…YES, even included photos in the claim. Even grosser still, since living with these wimpy-water-money-saving ‘low-flush-toilet systems (I totally appreciate that ok), I have had to train my children in the ‘How To Low-Flush Rules’ of our bathroom. Obviously the unawareness of our nightmare
neighbour hasn’t had experience with these rules. I pray she will remember them now. Seriously. These incidents happen often with the low-flush tanks.

From now on, I promise you no more shitty posts! We have learned much! I had many different personal experience epiphany’s I look forward to sharing with you for the next few posts. Enough with this shit. And just in case you were wondering, we’re all good now. We are excitedly relieved to be back in our home. We have moved forward.

I will be writing my next update post immediately after this one, to share some insight we gained through all of this.

Thanks for sticking around and having a read. I look forward to having the time now to read all about your summers. If you stopped by, you might as well leave me a link in the comments below so I can visit OK!?

Thanks, Your WP Friend/Family,
JayNine xo

15 thoughts on “Our **** Summer

  1. Hang in there! My sis had viral meningitis also, with a similar feeling. Sometimes life just (literally?) takes a “big shit” on you. I hope that sharing was therapeutic, and that much brighter days are in the future!

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  2. Want shitty posts? Go to my blog…
    There is no such thing, just people sharing stories, some good, some great..
    This was good. least you got to do something.

    Summer here was the best in 15 years, about killed me lol x

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  3. Oh my goodness, JayNine! That was a really sucky summer. I feel for you. You still have a great attitude about everything – that is pretty amazing in itself. (you really are a trooper) I’m sorry you were so sick, too – that all sounded so painful and horrible. I hope you enjoy your last week of summer vacation and gets some rest and peace of mind – you deserve a break and some comfort.

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    • Thank you sooo much for stopping by! I have been reading everyone’s posts, ideally just haven’t had time for much chat :)
      I always get the greatest support here
      So Many HeartFeltThanks for seeing through my upset to notice the ‘great attitude’–I really do have much more to share about the learning behind ….all the shit ;D

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  4. Dude. Holy crappers, Batwoman! Sounds biblical even, floods of crap should be one of the seven plagues, and meningitis another. You’ve even been tested in the desert of the effing pop-up trailer. And yet, your fires are unquenched, your heart full of love, your spirits still high and, to top it all off, you managed to not give birth to an alien from your head. I was worried there. I hope your mother adjusts soon. Cuz, you are worth the effort, JayNine.

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    • Holy crappers I couldn’t stop LAUGHING –right up til the end!!M you are SOO amazing with words! A pond yes you are. Absolutely right! I am so less ticked off about it all than I was! Plus, I used the word PLAGUE allll summer LOLOLOL!
      Thank You SOO much for reading!

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      • I’m a pond? Like with lots of algae, catfish and waterstriders galore? I could get behind being a pond, especially if I have lots of weeping willows along the shore, I need a little drama. I’m so happy you laughed, cuz it’s so cathartic. :-)

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  5. Wow…hearing about your summer makes me believe that Job had it easy…I often hear that God doesn’t send you more than you can handle but I imagine she doesn’t understand the “Low Flush” rules either! (Forgive the humor, Lord! It’s just how we Irish cope!)

    You, poor, poor girl! These events would have crippled a lesser woman, but I know that you are like a phoenix and will rise from the ashes! My heart goes out to LO and hope that things settle down to a New Normal for the wee one.

    Always know that you have friends here on WordPress…use our shoulders when you need them! And, now that all that happened over the summer, the fall and winter are sure to be better…you have only to have faith and a sense of humor to make it so!

    Hope you’re feeling better and I send my love and best wishes!

    Love,
    Cranky

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    • You know Cranky, you are just as sweet as they come! We were actually offered HELP, from across the country, from folks right here on WordPress–so what you speak is absolute truth! I even felt bad for not updating you guys sooner, or during. I just don’t like to come across as a complainer because I know how blessed we are; even when we’re facing a mess like those’ ones!

      Your support is appreciated muchly.
      I am soo happy to be back. I couldnt imagine it all being ‘over’ just like that. Its funny because dueing the sickness and pain I was going through I couldnt even worry… I was just in so much pain. I think it almost saved me from worse anxiety that couldve troubled my sickness even more. I am very lucky and blessed counting them DAILY!! I look forward to sharing all the great new adventures and positive moves forwArd that we have done already ;D

      So much thanks to the wordpress community for all your support xo

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      • I am just catching up with my comments so please forgive me for not answering sooner. Danny had a serious health issue and I’m just getting back to my “world” here.

        The support I have found during this trying time has kept me going…so next time…reach out to us and we’ll be there. I know that my WordPress buddies are always there for me!

        So happy everything is starting to work out for you…hang in there!

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