It is Saturday morning here and mother took some of my clothes that I wore this past week, they are mostly t-shorts and the then the only one jogging pant that I always wear when I am scheduled for my regular dialysis aside from my underwear . My clothes are not that dirty and mostly are just t-shirts soiled with little sweat particularly some t-shirt that I use to protect the bed from the sweat coming from my back on hot days. I am always under my blanket all the time and adjusting the coverage to my semi-naked undesirable body for surrounding temperatures. So if it is cooler I will cover my body more of my blanket and if it is hot, I will only cover less.
I do not wear either shorts nor t-shirt because wearing anything other than my loose underwear, it is supposed to be boxer briefs but now they are like boxer shorts and falls down whenever I would walk. I might soon buy one size smaller than the other size and they are now coming from Kids sizes and yet still are loose than baggy pants! That is why I would wear suspenders for my pants because at least if my underwear falls down, the pants will remain held-up. One reason that I only wear underwear all the time is to actually lessen the laundry load of my mother to wash other than being uncomfortable wearing clothes while always being pinned down here on my bed all the time.
My laundry remains light, however my mother now would delegate all the physical effort for washing our clothes to my father and my sister when she does her own laundry, the heavy laundry items like the blankets and the trousers of my father. My mother are only wearing this type of dress we call locally call as "Bistida" from the Spanish word "Vestida" which means "dress", because as she said it is very comfortable to wear because it is light and loose. Now my mother only takes the already washed laundry to dry outside because of her shoulders being out of commission currently. But at least she is not moaning and groaning so much like what happen a couple of weeks back.
After the heights of my disability, my mother took the burden of cooking for the family because it was me that takes the role of cooking way back then because I love cooking and I want to make sure that the viands are nice for my own taste. However that ended after my body went into "malmorphia" (my invented word) or changed with disabilities and pain alongside it. I couldn't possibly do any physical effort anymore as even breathing normally until now is still a long-standing issue because of my squeezed lung due to my S-shaped backbone.
Cooking is not my mother's specialty because during her youth, she is always assigned to farming, herding their cows, feeding their pigs with avocado fruits, yes Avocado when it is in season, which is why my mother told us at few instances that their pigs were fat during those times. So she does farm work and other chores but not cooking. According to my mother, the cooking is done my my late grandfather. That is why when my mother finally got married and settled in with my father here, she has to ask my god mother few points on how to cook and it is the only point in time that she started to cook for our family until I learned cooking from her because I am always appointed to help her out and then I tried to cook until I had gotten to like cooking afterwards.
Right now my mother is taking vitamins and minerals because it was the thing that her doctor prescribed her for the reason that her lab work/tests turned up to be normal. It is just that she should be relaxing already because her age had been showing-up and manifested through these old-age-related health and body woes and issues. So she is always in my prayers together with my lovedones for God to protect them from heavy illnesses because it is more painful for e to see my family members get ill so so I always trust God for what he can do for my little immediate family members while at the same time asking to God to make my life more lighter of health burdens because I do not want to live the rest of my life feeling that heaven and earth had closed up on me and at least God is listening to me, thanks be to God a million thanks forever, Amen.
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