Devon's mom is visiting from China again. i wasn't asked, i was just told. The last time she came for a visit, she said she was staying for a couple of weeks, but when she landed at the airport, she told us she was staying for 6 months. She didn't ask, she just told us.
It was difficult the last time she was here because she seemed only willing to do things her way. It took about 4 months to get her to wash her hands before preparing meals. But she only did it when she was being washed. She didn't know i was standing behind her once and she just splashed her hands in water
This time i really stressed that she had to wash her hands because of my open wound and ease to get infections. So far she has been doing okay. Except having to be reminded after putting her hands in the trash she had to wash her hands. The trash is full of my medical waste.
Because of my on going issues with the leg amputation, i sleep on the sofa, just feet away from the kitchen. His mom, who only cooks for her and Devon, seemed to think it was okay to wait until i went to bed to come down and start cooking. Leaving the smell of food lingering in the house, which is difficult to sleep with, especially since i have had to cut back on meals so there is food for Devon and his mom.
Also, since it is darker sooner, even though the TV and all the lights were off and i was laying on the sofa, she thought it was okay to turn on the kitchen light which shined on me.
The other night, while on a phone interview for a job, she decided to cook dinner. The more she tried not to make noise, the louder she was. Making it very difficult for me to hear or concentrate on the phone call. After i hung up, i held the phone up, trying to show her i was on it ... which she knew. She doesn't speak any English and i don't speak any Chinese ... we have to translate through Devon.
i was pissed. In my own home, i am not allowed any privacy.
So after trying to express how upset i was, i wheeled myself outside and sat on the porch. i could hear her eating dinner, because she always bangs the spoon/fork against the bowl/plate. After she was done, she stomped upstairs and slapped the bedroom door and made a call. Sitting outside i could hear her screaming on the phone. Since it was so cold out, i wheeled myself back inside.
When Devon came home from work, she told him that i was so rude and of course, he came down and took everything out on me. Like he always does with his so-called friends when they disrespect me.
Devon's mom seems to forget, even though she has been reminded numerous times, this is our house and she is a temporary guest. One night we tried talking to her about leaving food out ... again ... and she just turned away and kept eating. Several times she has shown me disrespect, but i guess that's okay because she is Devon's mom.
Devon put it into his head that i don't like her, which i never said. i don't respect her because she shows no respect. When she was here the last time, she went back to China 5 days before Devon's 30th birthday. Even when she was told someone was coming into the house to check the fire alarms, she had her underwear hanging off the bed post in the room she is staying in, which she didn't keep clean.
It's so frustrating that even though i pay the rent, the food and all the bills, that i am not even allowed privacy within my own home. She doesn't respect it and after the cruel things Devon said to me, like he always does, he doesn't get it either.
That night, after the phone incident and being yelled at by Devon, i sat alone in the dark and just cried. i honestly don't know what else to do. If i remain silent, simple basic things she should know as a woman of 60, but doesn't do, i could be putting my health at risk. If i say something, then i am considered rude and she goes off telling everyone what i did ... likely not what she does ... Devon does the same thing.
All i can do is just hope SADDI calls for me and brings me to her ... very soon.
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