A Foggy, Uncomfortable Place

It could be the upcoming change in seasons, but lately I’ve experienced a series of disturbing events that make easing into a purposeful post difficult. Instead you get to feel uncomfortable with me. Obviously, what I need is a sanctuary. I’d even settle for a tree house.

Dear reader, I’ll just get to the point. The other day, I woke up to maggots on my kitchen floor. Not what you were expecting? Me, either. Imagine my shock when I saw these mealy, wormy maggots, curling and unfurling, and standing up on their own. These creatures from the nether world had invaded my kitchen. I felt disgusted and dirty, and wanted to bleach and scrub everything out of existence. Maggots are unsettling to me and unwelcome in my house. This is no way to start the day either. Are you feeling grossed out? I hope you weren’t eating anything.

How could this happen? I recalled that a few days before I had a tossed a bag of rancid potatoes into my garbage. Big mistake, as I should have thrown them outside. I cringe at the thought that I almost used these potatoes in my beef stew. Luckily, I had my senses about me, took one whiff of their foulness and tossed them outright, even though I just bought them the previous day at the discount grocery superstore, the same store where I sighted moldy cheese on the shelves. I’m not shopping there anymore.

Now I must purchase a new trash can, as the other one cannot be recovered, and avoid the outside trashcan at all costs until trash day on Thursday, which couldn’t be here fast enough.

Later that day, I talked to my mother who had just undergone a surgical procedure in which she shared an upsetting story about the medical care she received. She told the hospital staff that the anesthetic they wanted to give her had not worked in the past. Instead of listening to her, they gave it to her anyway. So, she spent of the remainder of the procedure feeling a lot pain she shouldn’t have experienced, among other things that went wrong. In this case, the healthcare system failed her by simply not listening, casting her off as elderly woman who doesn’t know better. My mother had been a practicing nurse for over forty years. Do you think they could have at least had the decency to listen?

On another note, increasingly my seven-year-old son dreads going to school, hates it, in fact. I didn’t feel this way about school until at least high school. Why is this happening so early? What action do I need to take to keep him on track? I have this feeling I must turn it all around now, today.

At the end of my evening, I turned on my kitchen light to see our pet hamster, Little Claws, being chased by two of our cats. Why wasn’t he in his cage? Who left him out? And, here I thought they were all friends. Now, I will never trust the cats alone with the hamster again. I nearly had a dead pet on my hands, mauled to pieces. No, thankfully, this didn’t happen.

It’s both heavy and light, but everything unsettling. I’m writing a creepy story and maybe I can tap into this. I’m waking up at 5:00 am to write in the quiet of the morning when I am alone with my thoughts and have not yet spoken to anyone. It’s a treasured time, although a little foggy, but I think the closest I have to a sanctuary.

Maybe what I need at a time like this is a nice bouquet of flowers. Here’s a pleasant thought. I don’t even care that the cut flowers are slowly dying, slowing dying in a vase, and if neglected, may result in a lot of muck and bugs. On second thought, I’ll pass. I think I prefer the smell of bleach.

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66 thoughts on “A Foggy, Uncomfortable Place

  1. I think you are spot on with the seasons, early September is such a strange time, not quite summer, not quite winter but stuck somewhere in between.

    Your mothers story sounds terrifying. And she was a nurse? They really should have listened in that case. Hope she is improving.

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    1. J.D., you explain this seasonal shift very well. Stuck in between sounds about right.

      My mother was horrified. Not a good experience at all. I’m hoping she will document it and tell her story to the hospital, because it shouldn’t happen to anyone. She’s feeling better slowly. Thanks.

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  2. I am grossed out symapthetically on the maggots.
    Does your son have a reason for hating school? Hopefully you’ll be able to find out what’s happening and help him through it.

    I’d email you a pic of a bouquet at 5am, but sadly
    1 – Bill Gates han’t invented internet smell-o-vision yet (which I’m thankful for, as there was rancid food in this post.
    And maggots.
    2 – I don’t get up at 5am.

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    1. Maggots, Guapo. Sorry, and and maggots. I mean really they just kind of color the whole day, you know. They are still outside, Guapo! I’m not looking.

      My son…we’re seeing a counselor, so hopefully we will get some help there. He tells me school is just work, work, work. Seven is too young to be thinking this way.

      I could just look at pictures. That’s a thought. So, long as they’re not maggots! 5 am is hard for me, but I always feel like I accomplish something. Hopefully, getting up this early will get easier. I feel like I do my best writing then. Hey, and stay away from maggots.

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  3. Amy,
    That upsets me that they did not listen to your mom ! Keeping her in my prayers. How is she recovering ? Maybe your son just had too much fun before school year or having a hard adjustment ? You did right by throwing away trash can , and BLEACH rules!

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    1. Oh hi, Carol! My mom is doing better, but what an ordeal. It should have never happened. The pre-op was all bad, which has made her recovery harder. This is year three of school issues with my son. Now, we have more homework and things that can go wrong. I am concerned with his attitude about school. I always liked school at his age, I think. I’m going to throw some more bleach on my floor now.

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  4. What a dreadful turn of events. I am so sorry to hear snot your Mom. Healthcare systems are so bad at listening to patients views, especially when elderly.

    In our kitchen every summer except this one we get infestations of these bugs with antennae and a forked tail. They look like the Devil. I have no idea how they get in, probably up the drain. They make me feel sick and one time I opened my lunch box at work and one was climbing over my food. Yucks!!

    This time of year is unsettling, we so live summer and winter brings change and is generally hard work.

    Here, have a bunch of flowers from me 🙂

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    1. Stephen, thank you. You would think healthcare systems would take better of the elderly when they are scared and more frail. They need to improve in this area, definitely.

      Devil bugs, huh? Friends of the maggots by any chance? What business do any of these bugs have getting into our houses already? I can handle them outside. In fact, I can handle almost any bug, except for maggots. They’re just vile. Those devil bugs sound pretty horrible.

      Here’s to autumn then. Thank you for the flowers. So thoughtful and they’re just beautiful!

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  5. I don’t want to click like but I did for solidarity for funkiness. I’d prefer the smell of bleach too. Hope things settle in for your son and for you. I get up at 4am to get my peace. I’m right there with ya sister libra!

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    1. Hey, sister Libra! Yeah, I like this time. My mind is quiet and no one can intrude. No one wants to get up this early. 4am! I’m not sure if I could manage that! Good for you getting your peace. Hopefully, my son will find a rhythm with school and find something to like about it. Thanks.

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  6. I forget which blog I read it on, but there is some really intense lunar thing happening over the next couple of months. Apparently, it spells major shake ups for people… if you believe in that kind of thing. I do. Whenever I see “signs” or patterns, I have to really look at the big picture and figure out what the universe is telling me. Ok, now I’ve formally announced myself as one of those people. Hope it turns around, Amy.

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    1. Dawn, I believe that you believe. Seriously, I don’t dismiss these things, because you never know, especially if it’s lunar. Oh, where would we be without the moon? Well, I hope I’m not one of those people! I hope this trend doesn’t continue. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone. Promise. And, thanks.

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  7. My car is infested with ants, again, for the third time in a month. I had it cleaned the first time, because, yuck, and then detailed the second time, because what on earth did they miss the first time? Still, ants. I cannot figure it out, nor can I continue to pay for cleaning. This is the last try. I will have it cleaned and then bug bomb it with three or four cans. If this doesn’t work, I’m taking the bus.

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    1. Oh, Melanie. I’m so sorry! What business do these ants have in your car? Who do they think they are? That’s a tough one, because your car is so necessary. At least for me it is. It’s like a second home. Have you tried citrus? Citrus seems to work for lots of things. I hope they vanish and you have your car back!

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      1. It is my second home, and I had been neglectful in cleaning it until a month ago, but it’s not a kitchen table, so I’m clueless.
        I’m sorry about the maggots you found. What a startling sight!
        Before the courts gave my ex custody of my children, I would get up extra early for the peace of the morning. It was precious.

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      1. Oh I am so glad to have some ideas to keep them from coming back. I don’t have any bayleaves here, but I do have both citrus and peppermint essential oils.

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      2. Oh, I’m so happy you got some help here with this problem, Melanie. I bet you had no idea you might solve your ant problem today by reading my post. I hope it works. You just never know…

        Thanks, Jackie!

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  8. As someone in the healthcare field, it pains me to hear that providers did not listen to your mother. Only when patients are an active part of the treatment plan can it be successful, and that means listening to their input and incorporating it into the process. The best advice I ever received as a med student was in pediatrics; it somewhat applies here. The doc told us, “Listen to the mother. Nine times out of ten she is right, and you’ll have your diagnosis.” He was a wise man. I hope your mother is doing okay now, and I hope things smooth out for your son as well.

    And for the record, thank you for not sharing a picture of the maggots…

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    1. Carrie, I do appreciate all your thoughts here as a doctor in the field. I think that was excellent advice that you received, for pediatrics and beyond. I will pass this on to my mother as she is going to document her problems to the hospital. She’s doing better. This parenting thing doesn’t get any easier! Thank you.

      I had considered a picture….Not!! I couldn’t bear to look at it. You’ve off the hook.

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  9. Amy, Ugh, this is a bit unsettling. All of the bits are unsettling on their own, nevermind lumping them together to have a party.
    Sorry to hear your mother had an unpleasant and painful experience. I hope she’s feeling better now. And as to your son — we went through this same thing as well last year. From a really enthusiastic and cheery and energetic kid to one who would almost hide under the covers and come up with excuses not to go to school. Turns out he was overwhelmed by the noise and chaos of school and daycare. He just wasn’t getting enough down-time in his day to be able to process and cope. I hope things work out for you all. (You know I’m here to chat if you want to email as well).

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    1. Tania, right…a lumping of the unsettling. What better than to have a party. That’s the best idea yet! Thanks. My mom is better, but I think a little bitter about the whole thing. I don’t blame her. Physically, she’s doing better.

      Problems persist with my son. Just an email from the teacher today…I may emailing you soon. Thank you, Tania. I’m glad to hear things improved for your son. Sometimes, it’s just a matter of knowing what’s wrong. It’s hard when you’re in limbo land.

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      1. Coming up with answers is generally something we all excel at. At the very least we can come up with possibilities. But figuring out what the problem is? That’s the hard part. Do email if you feel so inclined. Or message me on FB.

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  10. Wow, love the random thoughts of a foggy morning. I hear you though–I don’t have Maggots but have a moth problem that is driving me nuts; I’m trying to find the source. And we have a ferret instead of a hamster that rips around the house pulling up carpet. Such is the life of a mom, trying to make it all work. I’m sorry to hear about your son though–I hope he tells you the problem so you can work to solve it–I have an 8 year old and he had a few issues on the playground a few years ago, with older kids bugging him. And I’m not one to try to be a pain in the butt parent, but at this age, kids need to like school. Need to have it help boost that self-esteem. let’s just hope it’s just a bad week maybe? Hope thing go better for you from now on….

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    1. I hope you can solve your moth problem. Ever since the Silence of the Lamb movie, moths have kinda freaked me out. Perhaps, I shouldn’t mention that…sorry. I hope that gets sorted out. I imagine ferrets are very energetic! The hamster is actually the easiest pet I’ve ever experienced, with the exception of when he’s forgotten about. This is actually my husband’s fault!! He fell asleep…left him out to explore…

      I agree, kids should like school now and all get along. Self-esteem is everything, maybe the most important things for future success. My son is difficult to figure out, but hopefully we’ll have some solutions soon. Thanks so much for your comments, Robin.

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  11. I want to punch the doctors/nurses who didn’t listen to your mother. How awful. I hope she’s doing okay now, Honeybee. I’m also very glad your little hammy is okay, what a close call. I think you should just forget about shopping/cooking and go out for dinner, and have at least a few glasses of wine. For medicinal purposes.

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    1. Thanks, Weebs. Thanks for all your support. She’s doing better each day, but mad as she should be. Even my pets aren’t getting along…what’s going on here, Weebs? I had a terrifying moment that the cats ripped him to shreds! Oh no! I like your idea. Better yet, let’s you and I have a glass of wine with Mr. Poe. Do you think we could swing that one? Let’s make it happen.

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  12. I have 3 problems in my apartment in southern Spain. Sparrows filling the roof rain gutters with half the grass in the country which I stopped by having my builders wrap the gutters and chimney in 1 cm wire fencing. It worked !! The sparrows gave up trying to build their nests on the fencing. Ants are stopped coming in as I made sure the builders left no gaps between the walls and floors. Not seen one ant this year. Hornets and wasps are impossible to control, just got to leave the wasps alone, not wave your arms invoking a reaction from them and hornets are sneaky, building mud nests behind folds in the curtains. Just got to check regularly.

    Sorry to hear about your Mum Amy. I agree, complain to the hospital. I also hope that all your other problems are solved soonest. Love Ralph xox 😀

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    1. Ralph, you have your share of wild life there. I’m glad your renovations took into account your issues with the ants and birds. Stay away from the hornets. I have never met any nice ones. They seem angry and mean by nature, don’t they? No arm waving, Ralph. That’s good advice.

      Thanks, Ralph. Mum is doing better. I think if it weren’t for the maggots, I wouldn’t have stopped to think about all this. Problems come and go, but they’re always there I guess. Thanks for listening. Love, Amy xo

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    1. Daniel, you’re so thoughtful. The flowers are gorgeous. Thank you!

      I don’t know why this happens with potatoes. I’m sure there’s some scientific explanation for it. Now I’m going to have to Google it. That would be pretty freaky if they were there all along. Of course, our bodies are full of bugs, another pleasant thought for you today!

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  13. Wow, your maggot story really unleashed everyone else’s infestation anecdotes. So, here’s mine. 🙂 At the beginning of the summer, we started getting tons of tiny beetles in the house, although mostly in the front entryway and never in the kitchen, so I thought they were coming in under the door. Then one day I noticed that a bag of dry beans I had out there was literally moving. It freaked me out but I took it and threw it outside. After a week, no more beetles, at least.

    Sorry to hear about your son. I teach that age range and it’s always disheartening to see students give up on school so early. A lot of it has to do with environment: the teacher and fellow students. I’ve seen turn 180 degrees just by getting a new teacher or even moving their seat in class. Of course, there are lots of potential issues. I hope you get it figured out so he can enjoy school more.

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    1. A moving bag of beans…I don’t think I would handled that too well, David. Yuck!! That’s as bad as the maggots. But maggots really creep me out in the worst way.

      Bad news from my son’s teacher today. I hope we can improve things soon. She said in her thirty years of teaching, she has never seen anything like this. Of course, that made me feel really good. I still have faith though. It will get better.

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  14. I dislike but can deal with most bugs and things. Maggots on the other hand. There is nothing worse. I test these weird visions of crazy killer maggots from Dr Wh when I was five or something. I don’t know, I just can’t stand them. Mealy, gross things with a mind of their own – worse than spiders and the like.
    I hope your mum is feeling better too. 🙂

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    1. Jen, yes, you share my horror of maggots. They have a mind of their own, exactly. They creep me out. Of course, you always miss one or two, and there they are still hanging on. Ladybugs are nice…those I can handle! Thanks.

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  15. I’m going to look at the positive side. During my mother-in-law’s recent hospital stay, the nurse was giving information about the medication they were about to give. I asked a question, and she didn’t proceed and passed the question on to the doctor …. and came by later and said they decided against it. So, in the spirit of better news for you, here’s something for you. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HnbMYzdjuBs

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    1. With a chance of messed up! They always get that one right! I’m sorry, Michelle. Let’s just blame it on the weather, or maybe that caterpillar that’s shooting through space. That could be the source of our problem.

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  16. Been feeling this way myself lately. I told my friend up north that I was coming to stay in her barn for a week or two–not even stopping by her house–just straight to the barn. Wanted to just go hide somewhere!
    Also, this has been the summer of the weird bug at my house. I feel your pain!!

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    1. Ly, did you make it to the barn? That sounds like a good plan. Roll in a little hay, hang out with the animals, that sounds peaceful. I’m fine with bugs, except maggots, until they’re in my house. Flies, too, I can’t stand but still nothing compared to the maggots. I hope you get to stay in the barn!

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  17. Gooo! Maggots! Gooo! Fortunately I haven’t come across too many of those. Although, when we returned from our trip this summer there were a TON of dead flies in our apartment. Like… a revolting, seemingly impossible number of them. I have no idea where they came from, and we had spent a really long time cleaning before we left so we’d have a ‘nice’ space to come home to… anyway. Gooo!
    I was very sorry to hear about your mother and your son, too. How truly awful. I can’t remember ever experiencing anything like that at a doctors office. *cringes* I do know I wasn’t a big fan of school, though (at least until college). I can’t remember when that started, though (I think I’ve managed to block most of it out).
    🙂

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    1. Robert, I clean my place, too, before I go on a vacation, with the idea that it will be a nice and clean upon my return! If packing isn’t enough! How terrible to come home to a ton of dead flies, and strange. Weird, maybe some kind of paranormal event in your house…hmm. I’m sorry you had to return to that.
      My mom is doing better now, but I don’t want her to forget. I hope she tells them so they don’t repeat it. My son is a huge challenge, but we’re working on it. School is not fun, he says…welcome to the world, child! I have to explain a lot of times we need to do things that aren’t fun. Ha…I’ve blocked out whole years myself!

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