Yesterday was one of those days you hate to have ... or at least I hate to have them. My elderly mom was out for her weekly beauty shop appointment and some other errands and while out encountered car trouble. Bummer! I hate when things go wrong for her, hate when she gets scared and feels so alone during a crisis. This happened as I was wrapping up my day at work, getting ready to shut everything down, and few people were still around to answer the company phones. My mother called my brother who also was unable to reach anyone. I shut my cell phone off when I am at work ... obviously I'm going to have to work something else out to make certain I can be reached in case of emergency.
To make a long story very short, my brother finally decided to just drive over to my place of business (about five minutes away) and speak to me in person. Putting our heads together we quickly formulated a plan of action and took care of Mom. (I'm the oldest son now; if that gives privileges they must be few, while the responsibilities remain many.)
But my mother, even when a young woman, never really handled stress and crises well. Calming her down is a very nerve jangling affair. It was yesterday, still running into today. Few things can upset me as much as trying to deal with Mom when she is in emotional overdrive. Before the day was over not only was Mom a nervous wreck but so was my brother, and I was also fairly chafed over it all.
Something I have found helpful in dealing with these stressful times of my life is to listen music. No matter how upset I get, now matter how low in spirit I might sink, music always - as William Congreve wrote - "has charms to soothe a savage breast."
A good melody can lift my spirits, a happy song can make smile, music can soothe my nerves and give me that warm feeling inside, can make me Doug again.
Thank goodness for my CD player this morning!
Obviously this isn't the post I intended to write, but I need to go listen to some more music. Hopefully Mom's car will be repaired and back to her later today. Then all I will have to worry about is the tow fee and repair bill. That I think I can handle at least somewhat gracefully.
I'll try again tomorrow to post something of general interest.
Update: Mom's car needed a new starter and was ready for me to pick up by 9:30 a.m. - but before I could do that I had to stop at the pharmacy and get her something for her bowels, which were out of control from all the stress! I delivered her car to her shortly thereafter (along with that familiar pink bottle of medicine). So, all's well that ends well, and maybe the Panic Button will be ignored next time something like this happens. It sure would save a lot of wear and tear on everyone's nerves.
As for me, I did go on to enjoy some music as I waited for the mechanic's call. After all that was taken care of I came back home for a snack and more music before my 2:00 appointment with my hair stylist. I had plans to take my gal pal out for lunch afterwards, but she didn't feel well and took a rain check.
I think I'll listen to some more music.