NoMo and Dusty

NoMo finally did it…again. She landed back in the loony bin Wednesday afternoon. NoKe said some sheriffs deputies were over at NoMo’s today, but didn’t know why they were called, usually it’s the city cops. Someone must of called them and we have our theories but none is proven yet. NoMo has been leaving nasty messages on David Williams message machine and he has had enough, he is a city cop and put her in the loony bin in the first place, but that is only conjecture since many people want her locked up. NoKe said something about how they were there to take NoMo back to Generations, a mental ward of some kind, and she was refusing to go. Judge Mashburn, I think it is, said they were to take her by force if they had to. So the deputies, a man and a woman, got the evil gnome in a sort of arm lock and threw her in the back of the patrol car as she was yelling and screaming obscenities at them. Mother thinks its probably going to be for quite a while since NoMo has been out of control and has broken the agreement that she had with the judge the first time she was in this predicament. I wonder if they will haul her into court in shackles again this time. The agreement said she was supposed to take her medicine and talk to a counselor once a week, which she did for ten days a year ago, he meant indefinitely. All this, while she gave her only house key to some exterminators to spray for fleas and they never brought the key back. That is how she got robbed the last time, so NoKe is guarding the house now and tending to Dusty. NoKe said NoMo called her from the hospital tonight and thought she would be back that evening…we both thought this would be impossible, but she was back the next day earlier in the week, so who knows. Please God, no. Stay tuned.

Well it looks like NoMo is kind of mad at mother now. It seems that NoMo can’t figure out what happened to the money that mother took out of the bank for her, this since the IRS had garnished her account. Most of the money was in cash and NoMo spent most of it, which showed in the report of it, but NoMo only wants to read the first line of the report which says what she started with. She admitted that she hadn’t read the report, but still wants to know where her money is…”sigh.” How can you argue with that kind of logic? Saturday, as NoKe was preparing for her party, NoMo came over at 8:30 a.m. and stayed till a quarter of ten. She, of course, was in her mink coat (75 degrees and sunny) and pajamas, and talked about how the world is conspiring against her, as usual. All this put mother behind again, so I had to come over and do the work that NoMo interfered with since NoKe had to leave around noon for the Alabama game. So far NoKe is still fired and sticking to it, and if NoMo can stay mad at mother it will be the answer NoKe’s been looking for all these many months.

Somehow NoMo was released from the hospital today and the ambulance brought her back just as they had taken her the day before. WHY, I ask, did they do that? What happened that made them bring her back? The paramedics set her up at the table outside on her porch, the table covered with candles that don’t light because they have burned completely down and have no wicks left. The table just has melted wax all over it, and candle stick holders, and broken plates and is her favorite place to sit and do her paper work. There is not one square inch of the rectangular table that doesn’t have something on it, but she insists on being there. They went inside to check to see if she had enough food and other supplies to get by alone. She didn’t understand why they went inside, and of course, bitched about it later when she called NoKe.
NoKe has been spending all week trying to get ready for a party on Saturday evening at her house, and has had NoMo to contend with the whole time. We thought NoMo would be in the hospital for at least a week, but no.
LeRo had to come over later to take Dusty to the vet, after the taxi driver forgot to come this morning, NoMo asks all these casual workers or whoever she can find to help her, with the taxi driver being the latest. LeRo found this out when NoMo called, shocking everyone she was back, and deflating mother who thought she had things on track finally for her party. She has wasted more time this week helping NoMo and is still up against the clock, and more so now. So far as I know, NoMo was pretty quiet today, not bothering NoKe except for a making a few unanswered phone calls. LeRo and I might be getting through to mother that she doesn’t have to continue to humor NoMo for hours on end, and can actually prioritize her own life ahead of the tiny Witch. Only time will tell if it works.

Here is the "normal" look of NoMo's den 

Today I got to NoKe’s house about 6 p.m. and saw her across the street talking to a neighbor. LeRo was parked on the street which was strange, he always parks in the driveway. I asked what was going on and they said that I just missed all the fire trucks, police, and ambulances that were at NoMo’s just minutes before. I think the sequence was that the NoMo niece, Amando, called the cops from Pine Bluff to check on NoMo. Then the cop called the ambulance about her leg, then NoMo fearing it would take too long, called for another one. So there were multiple police cars, fire trucks, and ambulances there to take NoMo to the hospital. They strapped her to the gurney with her in her mink coat and jewelry, think Gloria Swanson on Sunset Strip, and as they were about to put her in the ambulance she asked the cop Davido Williamso to take her dog Dusty in his police car to the vet. She didn’t really ask, she told him to do it like she orders everyone to do for her. He didn’t do it, but waited till she was gone before he refused.
She is at the hospital tonight, and NoKe, and everyone, is hoping its for quite a while. The psychiatrist will be checking in with her, I imagine, in a couple of days but won’t think she is crazy right off, you have to know her for awhile before it becomes quite apparent. NoMo knows everything and everyone else knows nothing, and she makes sure you know that before you finish talking to her. We can only hope they make her take some medicine for her bipolar disorder like she was supposed to do all last year. Its like a double personality she has: NoMo, and NoMoNut, and NoKe wants some time off now since she is fired, supposedly.

Okay, so we will start with the latest and then flash back as I remember what has happened. I think the last I wrote NoMo had awakened and was starting to get back to her old ways, like just before they hauled her off to the insane asylum. As you know NoKe has been taking time out of her busy days to help NoMo by getting her food and things and helping with Dusty the dog.
Most recently the IRS came down on NoMo for not filing taxes for the last two years and they have had a lien on her house for $55,000. So last week they seized her bank account and set a deadline to which the bank put her money in escrow in case the deadline wasn't met. Therefore NoMo had NoKe take NoMo's pension check and social security and cash them, then for NoKe to put the money in an envelope and keep it at her house so the IRS couldn't get it. NoKe could then give NoMo an "allowance" for groceries and other things NoMo wanted. That was the deal. It lasted for two weeks while NoMo bought and bought and bought till there was no money left...well, almost none. A good bit of it went to pay household expenses but she also got two large deli trays from the grocery for herself, apparently, for $58 bucks, and other goofy things. Anyway, last night she and NoKe got into a huge fight and the two exchanged "birds" and then NoKe threw her wine in NoMo's face and walked out in a huff. NoMo fired her, and wanted all her stuff back that NoKe had been keeping for her, like her diamond ring, and other jewelry. Thats where I came in today, NoKe gathering all the crap and taking it back next door. NoKe tried to play a message from her machine for me that had NoMo on it saying she was going to tell everyone she knew that NoKe was spreading rumors about her, like "NoMo is drunk twenty four seven" and other assorted rumors that have no basis but somehow serve NoMo well, because everyone says that about her, she says.
The other day, last week actually, NoMo got all her furniture moved up here from Pine Bluff, despite the fact her house is already jam packed with stuff and there is no more room to put it anywhere except the garage. The garage was already full and now you can't squeeze a tennis racket in it...sideways. NoMo saw this and decided she would stop payment on the check to the moving company for not "setting up" the stuff, like the bed...which would mean they would have to take down the other bed first, and that wasn't their job...they are just movers. Anyway they are suing her now.
The latest thing, besides the fight, has to do with the paramedics coming to her house to fix her leg, which got cut last week and is now infected. They kept insisting she go to the hospital but she refused, afraid they were going to put her in the psych ward, she started yelling at them which made them call the police. Now her leg is still infected, since she refused treatment...even though she called them in the first place, and she is treating it herself...which means doing nothing.
The other night NoMo got the taxi driver to take her to the WalMart to buy groceries, around midnight. She can't really walk so she got the little motorized cart thing to ride around in which isn't too weird, except for she wore her full length mink coat and hasn't washed her hair for a year, nor was wearing clothes, just pajamas. They picked out $700 worth of groceries and had the clerk scan all of it and when it came time to pay, NoMo wrote a check, no money in the account by the way (IRS), and when the clerk asked for ID, NoMo said she didn't have one so the clerk told her she couldn't have the groceries. After the fit she threw, she and the taxi driver left feeling satisfied that WalMart personnel would have to put all the stuff back on the shelves. They showed WalMart didn't they?
So we come to the present again, not far from the past though.
NoKe is still trying to stay fired, it may not be working. I am pretty sure I am fired for good, I have a talent for that. LeRo is trying to stay out of the way but is being sucked in day by day. Dusty's fleas are so many now there is a black cloud surrounding him. So, all in all NoMo seems to be back. Did I fail to mention that part about NoMo calling me over there at midnight to help her when NoKe was out of town, well thats a story unto itself...but later.