I am beyond mad or upset. I can’t believe the ineptitude that my dear mother has when handling important issues. Today early in the morning she calls to ask what to do with my grandfather who had a pain. I was baffled. I guess that in the Fairyland that she lives in there is no 911. What’s the point of calling my aunt when my aunt can do nothing but get nervous about it? Oh, I get pissed because my mother is not an idiot, she is not insane or incapacitated. We are talking about a woman in her 50-something. So I don’t get it. My grandfather has fallen more than 6 times, and in none she had the common sense of taking him to ER for an x-ray test. How about a lab? He is frail because he doesn’t receive proper food (actually almost none at all).

I have been witnessing this carelessness for more than a year, and I am fed up. She takes his money and there is no food or medicines or professional care for him. She has lived for free in that house all her life, ever since she divorced from my father when I was 4 years old. Everyone has helped her at all times. Her parents took care of her. She didn’t raise her kids, we were raised me by my aunt and my sister by her godmother. Damnit, the woman has had no responsibilities in her whole life. All has been a screen of being social and being wealthy and being a respectable person. Now she’s dating a guy that is almost 80 and that is in complete need of care. The guy what needs is a maid or housekeeper that takes care of him. And she has time everyday to go pick him up and have lunch and dinner and take him places so he stop being depressed… She gets out at 8am and returns at 11pm. In the meanwhile, who takes care of her parents? Wouldn’t it make more sense that she takes care of her elderly instead of an elderly stranger who has 2 daughters that could take care of him? My mother do everything for this guy, and nothing at all for her parents. But she loves getting their social security checks.

What about food? What about hiring someone to take care of him, bathing him and feeding him during the day? How about a nun to stay with him at nights… oh, yeah, because my mother complaints that she has to pass the night upstairs with him and that it is just too much for her. How about having a scheduled doctor visit each month, taking lab tests until no anemia shows up? How about giving her father quality of life, the therapies he needed? He is not as senile and useless as she makes him look. He is just drugged. How come he acknowledges my aunt and me when we pass by? And holds our arms asking us to please don’t go? And if he gets outbursts of rage, I ask… If a dog was left for 2 days without food… would he ask for food nicely? Or a cat? Or any animal? Well, I expect a human to get enraged if he knows he has money and no food is given to him. That’s common sense. I also expect rage when all he receives is a constant fight from his wife, whom I have heard the way that treats him from outside whenever I have passed by and stood outside listening without calling.

I am not dumb or deaf. I have speaked up and they have made no attempt to listen to me. My mother seems an angel but is a careless bitch. My grandmother is anemic too, but at least she goes to a small store near their house and gets something to eat from there. What she gets for my grandfather, the one that they wont allow to go sit in the living room, HIS living room? He cannot even go to the bathroom, they make him do everything in his bed. They have made him handicapped out of hunger and mistreat.

I am tired of witnessing. I have given warnings and advice. But I am so ignorant… So… I will be heard one way or another. I cannot wait until they kill him.

I called the Family Department. A coworker gave me the name of someone who works there and deals with elderly abuse. She will visit the house in 2-3 weeks to check the conditions and give me solutions. She said she will tell them it was an anonymous call, I told her she can give my whole name. I don’t care. Whatever I do, I do looking at the enemy in the eye. I don’t have to run or hide. My mother needs to get a lesson. When you praise God, you should acknowledge that he said “Do unto others as you would want them to do to you” as well as one of the “Obras de Misericordia” is to take care of the sick. I know and live more the Religion than the ones that go every weekend to church and claim to be good sheep. I know her conscience is not at peace, and her deeds have not been just out of the goodness of her heart. But I am not like my aunt, who is always complaining and putting things in God’s hands. I do believe God will help truth prevail, but I believe also that you have to make things happen. And I will. In the meanwhile I am to make sure he gets medical treatment, and I plan to gather proof my way. Truth will be uncovered, the hard way.

I suspect my aunt will be a bit alarmed because she is in for no-scandals… Me, bring them on. If I go to any means to save a kitty, I think that I might feel drawn to do the same or a bit more with my grandfather. Common sense. My sword has been drawn, there is no turning back. For truth and justice and love. To the death.

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