a busy day - we actually went to a neat shopping center by adaptive transport...bought a couple of gifts for birthdays coming up, did some food shopping, then sat and waited for the taxi....which was supposed to arrive at 3;00...but didn't arrive till 3;40...since we were there well before 3;00...the wait was anci for mac, he was actually wanting to just walk home...which would have been too far. Sooo ended up having to leave him to pay for a phone call to the adaptive transport place (forgot my cell - good lesson here for me) I could see him and the taxi if it showed while I was on the phone....This caused me to be rather a basket case...#1..it was past time for mac's usual toilet time #2 he could walk away somewhere to see if the taxi was coming and get lost....so after some time when i finally could speak to a real person...i could hardly talk, but the person was very good and told me he would switch to option 2...don't know what option 1 is, but option 2 was he would phone a taxi and get it there to us pronto...i was to just hold on...and just while i'm holding along comes our taxi, i could see through the window the taxi driver waving to mac to get in...mac sitting with 2 big bags...didn't seem to respond..
.I started to bang on the window, but that was useless, (so decided to ask the man who had been sitting nearby having a friendly conversation with another man who had just left)...and in my broken french asked if he would tell the man on the phone all was o.k...well i could forget that... the man brusquely waved me away, and when i appealed again got up himself and left..so decided to just hang up...figured the transport man would understand, and ran out just in time as the taxi guy was about to leave..talk about a basket case I was so relieved that mac was o.k.i was near tears... lesson here, always make sure to have my cell phone.....
This was not only upsetting for me, but for Mac too...who was trying to decide - who is who in this scenario, is this woman who is trying to get us home, his sister, his friend, just who is she..he was fairly quiet the rest of the day, and though he ate supper, he said, This is a real puzzle, do you know just where my family live;
We are here in this building, but should i be going somewhere else to be with my family...you are not my family....Where is my mother...
So since supper on and off -i.e. saying goodnight to a neighbour, mac's preposay getting him dressed and then back to putting the puzzle together, our two families, mine and his, i.e. our parents our sisters - his brother etc...are gone...right? he will answer yes that's right...now we have our own family, we are married, do you get that? No...says mac, where is that family that is ours...Well we were married and now we have children, they are grown and have their children...what??? say's mac, that's not right why do they not live here...and so on and so on. We go over it again and again.
Mac is now in bed, he wants to wake up and do a diagram, and have it all explained that way... so when i kissed him goodnight - saying ...goodnight my husband, he chuckled away...no, he said, thats a joke right???? I just answered..well we'll do some more on that business of family tomorrow, in the meantime, i'm going to do some work on the computer and then I'll join you ...so thats what i'm going to do right now...join my husband, and thats no joke.....g'nite.
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