Monday, May 4, 2009

The crazy lady

Have you met her...I know for a fact some of you have....others have only heard about her. She is sly and sneaky, that crazy lady. She looks completely normal most of the time, even, dare I say it, fashionable. She speaks well and organizes her thoughts properly in front of "the public" so she is hard to spot...but you would recognize her when and if you ever saw her.
You see, the crazy lady looks harmless enough, but when she emerges, all you can do is stare at her with wide eyes and an expression that says..."who are you?"
I have witnessed firsthand her insane acts and crazy ways. You would think she would at least try to hide or cover-up her kookiness...but alas, she slips up and it all comes boiling over the top at times. These are the times when the stare comes into play, as well as the distinct thought...I wish I had not just witnessed that!
She is relatively new to me...such a different sort of woman from the one I used to know. This crazy lady is fine and dandy one minute and the next is sobbing like a baby at a song on the radio. Sometimes it takes her hours to regain all of her former composure. During those hours...she even continues to go out in public...before she went crazy, this never would have happened. I mean, have you seen a blond without mascara? The crazy lady used to value good make-up application as well as a hairdo that is wind resistant. She never used to stand in the rain and stare at the sky or gaze blankly at pictures without realizing what she was doing. Now, once the crazy hits, she cares not...who is this woman who throws caution to the wind with her face looking red and splotchy in, dare I say it...a room FULL of people? Nay, not just people...STRANGERS!
She has become increasingly forgetful. Packing bags which are needed for the day and then rushing out the door without said bag she spent the last 10 minutes getting ready. Leaving empty 2 liter bottles in the fridge. Forgetting clean laundry in the washer for days at a time...having to rewash (I mean have you ever smelled that?) Telling her friends she would call...totally forgetting they ever had a conversation in the first place...I tell ya people...she is nuts.
Her antics may be few and far between, but random as they are, they can be pretty frustrating for those around her. You have not even seen the crazy she puts her poor husband through. All the man wants is a good nights sleep and she cannot even settle down enough to leave him alone. She has improved slightly, at least she no longer wakes him up just to see if he is alright...now all she does is sit up and stare at him to make sure his breathing is nice and even. Or on nights when she is really tired, she places her hand on his back or chest to feel the steady rise and fall.
Poor Andy. He has recently come to realize he lives with and, gulp, sleeps next to, the crazy lady.

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

Awwwww.........that's why we love you.......you seem so normal (: b

Justin said...

Captain? (nervously biting my nails)

Extraordinary Ordinary Life said...

You have EVERY right to be the crazy lady (I am only assuming you are that crazy lady). And at least half or more of your crazy acts you can blame on pregnancy. Today I poured water in the trash can instead of down the sink.

Lauren said...

Don't you love pregnancy? I hold it responsible for all the crazy things I do. My husband often calls me hormones.

Elizabeth said...

Well, lately when I go to the bathroom at work I turn the door handle to flush and then turn the toilet handle to open the door....and I'm not even pregnant (not that you thought that I might be)

kelli said...

LOL! We all have our crazy moments and days, Cari. I'm convinced it's part of being a mommy!

Hewett Happenings said...

You can't be too far gone since you 1: realize this, and 2: acknowledge it to the whole world. Honestly, with everything you have been through the past few months, those who actually know you would probably be worried about you if you weren't a little "crazy". You are human, not super-human. Keep your eyes focused on Him, and even in your crazy moments, He will continue to guide.

Praying in Oklahoma...

Helen Joy said...

I came to read your blog through Kelly's Korner and I just laughed so hard at one part of your post. The part about leaving the laundry in the washer for days. I do it ALL THE TIME. I don't know what it is but it's like I get up the energy to get it started and am too tired to finish it and I always have to wash it twice. If you're crazy, then I think we're all crazy!

Sallye said...

You believe it or not are a very healthy normal woman, who just so happens to be greiving the death of your precious Caden, pregnant, and recovering from Captain's surgery all at the same time. Talk about some major things going on in your life. Give it time and the crazy lady may just pack her bags and go live somewhere else. As for watching the Captain sleep, I would probably be exactly the same if not worse, like holding a mirror over his nose so his breath would fog it. After my Father's heart surgery, my mother would lay and rub his arm from wrist to elbow. It got to be such a habit that neither could go to sleep unless she was there to rub his arm.
Until the crazy lady packs and moves. Remember that she is carrying a load that many could not, and be kind to her.

Praying for you all.
Sallye

Joyce said...

AMEN!!! Poor Captain... poor Lamar... we begin to understand why God made them so... sooo... hmmm... (insert a good word meaning opposite of crazy here.) Balance.

I like the part about the red blotchy skin in public. I will now forever call it my CRAZY LADY DISGUISE while I am peaking around the corner at Meijer (hear Mission Impossible theme song here). Dick D. recognized me once and I am sure he still wonders which one I really am.

And Justin, I don't know why you would be biting your nails as though there is no particular crazy lady in your proximity. She should give you a hug for trying to cover for her.

The crazy lady here has never had to check her husband for steady breathing, but has been known to check on her children. She has a special kind of crazy. When she has a loved one who is sick she experiences pain wherever the loved one is hurting - we call them empathy pains, they keep her up all night sometimes. (She didn't get any sleep when her father was dying of cancer.) Even when she has a friend she doesn't know very well with a brain tumor, she will get these pains. She could use more sleep.

Maybe we should carry a little sign that reads "CRAZY LADY" for those times when she gets that wide-eyed stare and the "who are you" expression. In case someone might mistake her identity for a sane person.

I love you Cari - thanks for writing on behalf of all of us crazies!

The Pearl said...

I am lovin' this post! All the crazy ladies, all the crazy ladies...put your hands up (sung to the melody of "All the Single Ladies" by Beyonce. haha...our poor poor husbands!! I'm so glad mine is gracious and patient 100% of the time!

carla said...

Sounds more like normal to me! I did the same with my hubby after major surgery took us by complete suprise. I have also put clean clothes in the freezer, tea bags in the soup pot and sooooo many other things. The crying is good for the soul. You are beautiful inside and out and I dare anyone who trys to describe normal!!! hugs nannie of 4 aka cj aka carla

Just Me - The Champion said...

Cari, Didn't you hear that "crazy" is the new "black?" It's very hip, fashionable and cool to be crazy! Embrace the crazy, laugh about it... cry when you need to...and keep loving that awesome husband of yours. Let the craziness ensue! Love your posts always... peace... jen

ps. I'm 29 weeks. Having a c section July 14th!