The Bitches

For a few days, I've been a bit hesitant to give my mom her "Love Letter From Heaven."  She has been upset about my dad running around with women.  She sees the women in her bed... women that don't exist; she's hallucinating.  I never knew that my mom was the jealous type.

I did not get the expected result from my dad's letter. After I gave it to her this morning she got quiet and I could see her stewing. She kept telling me "everything is going to be OK." All I could think is, "Uh oh..." my mom never says that phrase.

My mom's blood pressure kept going up. I gave her roasted garlic with olive oil, she ate a few buds. Her blood pressure came down a little. She was not finding her words, which was making her angry. We were in a bad tail spin and I wasn't sure how to pull her out of it.

I rubbed her back. I gave her Reiki. I talked calmly. I had her listen to her music. She sang. Her blood pressure began to come down... then she'd get mad and it would go up again. She wanted to "go home." She didn't like the Sue she was seeing this morning so I changed my cloths so that I'd become a different Sue, maybe a Sue that she liked. This worked... she likes the "new" Sue.

It was hard to get the story from her since she was having trouble finding her words, especially when her blood pressure is elevated. I had to do something. 

I took her out for a drive in the truck.  I had the windows rolled down and her MP3 player plugged into my stereo.  I put the volume up high and we drove around singing out loud.   The drive calmed her.

I knew that if I could get my mom to sing, it would lower her blood pressure.  She also wanted to go out but didn't know where she wanted to go.  Our little ride served a multiple purpose.

My mom began to talk coherent sentences when we pulled into the driveway.  I shut off the truck and turned on the camera as soon as I noticed she was telling me what was bothering her.

It appears that there are these 2 women, my mom calls them "Bitches."  After she called them the B word she said, "Ah, now that felt good."  Then she cracked a smile as she continued to talk about the bitches.  I told her to call them the C word if she wanted, I wouldn't tell on her.  "Oh no, I could never say that word." She replied with a laugh.

The hallucination of the 2 women has her angry.  She's been angry about these 2 women since the first time she saw them up in Maine over the weekend.  These are the women that my mom told my sister that she wanted to "kick the shit out of them."  This sort of behavior is out of character for my mom, she doesn't swear.

We sat in the truck and my mom told me about the women.  She was angry with my dad because she thought that he was running around with them; "they are no good little shits." She exclaimed.  When I gave her the letter from dad this morning, she got upset, she didn't believe my dad's letter because she "saw him" with the women.

I thought fast...

"Oh Ma, are you going to believe these women, these nasty women who belong in Hell for all Eternity or are you going to believe dad who loves you more than anything, he's crazy about you."  I said to my mom.

I continued, "Ma, these women are trying to make you believe something that isn't true.  They have the ability to make illusions.  You thought you were seeing dad but it was a dad imposter.  They want you mad at dad because that's what keeps him away, when you are mad you don't see dad, remember?"

It was as though I struck a cord.  Immediately, her hallucination story plot changed, it was my brother Ed in bed with the 2 women.  She doesn't like them.  The women upset her, she's mad that my brother Ed was with them.

My mom talked about the letter and began to feel happy, that my dad loves her.  I told her that my dad would be showing up with a limo when it's her time.  I told her that there's no way she's taking the bus like the other people.  This made her feel special and she shook her head in agreement, as though I told her something that was old news.

My mom was still upset about the women.  I told her that we could try capturing them in a rock and then burying the rock so that they get shot into Hell for all Eternity.

Initially, she didn't like the idea but as we walked to the house, she warmed up to the thought of sending the bitches to hell in a rock.  Our next little walk around the yard will be to look for the perfect rocks to capture the bad souls and banish them back to hell.

Ok... if this idea sounds familiar, it's the plot from the TV Series Reaper.  God, I loved that show, it always made me laugh.  I'm glad I watched it because it gave me the idea about capturing the bad souls so that my mom can help me bury them... hopefully banishing them from her mind.  It's illogical but I've learned that logic doesn't work with my mom's brain.

Now, my mom is feeling a bit better.  She is not angry with my dad.  She told me that my dad couldn't be with those women because he's the guy in charge.  I agreed with her and suggested that we walk around the yard looking for a couple of rocks that I could use to capture those two nasty spirits and send them off to hell by burying the rocks in the Earth ... she smiled a real smile, the first one that she gave me all day.