In class this morning my instructor announced that he should have assigned us more homework last week, so assigned an additional buttload of quesitons from last weeks chapter in addition to a mountain of questions from this weeks chapters.
Yippie? I'm down in the dumps having a difficult time doing anything and he piles on the homework. Oh well, maybe it will help to shake me out of this funk.
MIL has gotten sick again with flu-like symptoms. She recently signed a waiver stating no medical care except for that which to make her comfortable. She does not want to be sent to the hospital if she gets sick, and she does not want antibiotics. If she gets sick she wants to stay in the nursing home and let nature take it's course. If she gets better she will contribute it to God's will, if she doesn't she will contribute it to the same.
I can't say I really blame her. She is mentally alert, but trapped in a body that has betrayed her. Can we really blame anyone for not wanting to continue on with little or no quality of life? Her faith does not permit her to even consider any type of Kevorkian option, not that she would if we lived in a state that had that as an option. I'm not sure Hubby and SIL would handle her choosing that very well, so it is a good thing her nature is not such that she would.
This has been a rough time for Hubby since MIL first got sick while he was away. He can't get down to see her as often as he would like, between work and other obligations he has in this area. I try to get us going that direction whenever I see a long enough break in his schedule to allow it, but that is never often enough for any of us to be happy with. It would be so much easier if we still lived down in the area, but the path our lives have taken has removed us to where we are now.
OK, let's change the subject so I don't bring myself down anymore.
#1 has been working his butt off to bring his grades up so he can get his learners permit. We told all of the boys that if they did not have a B average in school, with no indivitual grade below a C, they would not get their permits much less their licenses. A couple C minuses has kept #1 out of the running the past couple report cards, so he is determined to bring them up before school ends so he can get his permit during the summer. We will see how that goes. While #2 claims to be trying to get his grades up, his actions speak otherwise. His grades frankly are in the toilet. I felt safe telling him that if he got straight A's I would buy him a car. I have no fear that I will need to come up with the money to do that any time in the near future.
Truthfully, I'm fine with the boys not driving until they are 18. I don't think they are mature enough to be responsible behind the wheel, which is why we set the grade requirement for them to get their permit. If they can take the responsibility to get their grades up we will re-assess how we view their maturity. Until then, our insurance bill is just fine where it is without adding two teenaged boys to it!