My Saturday Issue

I felt so smart saving $0.60 per Super Glue tube. I bought 2 tubes. I paid $2.40 for 2 tubes.

Had I bought it last Friday evening at the shop nearest home, it was $1.80 per tube or $3.60 for 2 tubes.

As I tore away the packaging to fit my tiny cupboard space, I wondered why the orange long snout like nozzle was not screwed on.

Not being very smart, I screwed it only but only to realize sticky glue on my fingers.

I droped the tube like a hot potato but too late the glue on my fingers set almost instantly and my left index finger and thumb were glued together at a point.

I tried separating them instantly but the skin tugged and short of ripping off my skin, it remained very glued together.

Trusty google advised me to soak in warm soapy water. I did that.

It did not work.

Google said use acetone nail polish remover. I did that. I poured it over the glued area. 

It did not work.

Google said to use lemon juice. Thankfully I have a bottle I keep in fridge for drinks. I like drinking lime juice with ice water.

It did not work.

I used paint solvent. I sploshed a whole bottle. 

It did not work.

Sadly, I tried to dress decently…hard with a paw which had 2 fingers stuck together!

I then drove off to Bates Motel to see the A&E doctor there. I felt the fingers needed to be surgically interferred to enable separation.

Sigh!

My Saturday got worst. I had to be up at 6am to get to Dad at 7.30am so that we could gate crashed a clinic without appointment as he had not collected his meds nor taken them for days.

His mental health is worsening and I was glad to discover that he was not taking his meds clockwork instead of him suffering a stroke as he failed to take 3 types of blood pressure pills.

Clinic said meds were collected but yet these were not in the house. I suspected he took the meds but left it at the food court.

So after all that hullabaloo and a shouting match with dad (*he claims that I am not helping him and that as far as he knows I do not do anything to help him) – The lid blew off my top. 

My father has always been the only parent that hates me. So despite anything and everything that I can do for him, including and not limited to kiling self, he would never appreciate me.

He threatened to jump off a building. I told him, frankly I wish he would. His other 2 children whom he treasures to ends of earth have disowned him as well as ignored him. 

Yet, like vultures they are circling to collect inheritance when he keels over.

I digress….in short I had a shitty Saturday morning starting at 6am.

I arrived at A&E. But before I arrived at A&E I berated God and all deities for giving me bucket loads of shit!

Honestly I cursed the Catholic God as being a devout Catholic once before I could not understand why my life is made so difficult.

Weekdays I get up early to get to work and evenings to run my father’s and mother’s errands.

Weekends, I have to sort out my own stuff plus whatever adhoc issues for parents.

I do not have the luxury to sleep in, surviving on less than 7 hours sleep a night.

So when my dad accused me of “not doing anything” for him in that sarcastic tone, I snapped.

At A&E…I greeted my regular nurses and said my fingers were glued together and I need help to separate them.

As I showed them the glued fingers…voila it separated.

I wonder if Google advice did work or was it the cursing at Catholic God that caused wifi bluetooth connectivity to that hoity toity GOD that led to a miracle?🤣

I prefer to think Google advice worked.

🍋🍋🍋🍋Lemon juice helped.

I am tired. Doing my best for an unreasonable father who is losing his mind is making my burden very heavy and the yoke on my shoulders hurt.

I am due to be admitted to hospital or Bates Motel but because none of my parents’ other children bothers to help citing living overseas….not their problem to handle, I cannot seek treatment till I complete their house move.

My life sucks. Even if I want to die, I must finish my tasks for my parents before I can die.

So much for the Catholic phrase…go in the peace of Christ! Hogwash!😂

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