Tell Me Something Good

by Sherry Riter in Health,Mom,PTSD,Self-Development  

A brain in Hell

If you are at least my age or you listen to the oldies music station on the radio, you’ve probably heard the song by Rufus and Chaka Khan entitled “Tell Me Something Good” which has a tune that sticks in my head and won’t go away! Of course, the whole song doesn’t go through my mind, just a part of it. It is the first line of the chorus.

“Tell me something good” and then that really deep voice sings “Tell me, tell me, tell me.”

You know exactly what I’m talking about now, don’t you?

Anyway, if you have followed my life since last year, it has been filled with tragedy, pain, death, fear, anger and trauma. Through it all, I have blogged and written inspirational posts that helped even me feel better, but I have suffered and complained.

Not very long ago I mentioned that my mother was having tests done because she has been really sick. It has been months and months of doctor visits filled with terms that I could not pronounce, spell or even understand at times.

Honestly, I have felt helpless.

I haven’t even been in my right mind because I can’t imagine life without my mother. She has always been there and is an excellent mother. Not good. Excellent. Mom has loved her two grandchildren as much as she loves her two daughters.

On top of it all, I have been trying to cope with this horror while trying to exist with PTSD. I can not even tell you the Hell that exists in my brain from this affliction. So if we take my malfunctioning brain and throw in the terror of my mother passing away in the mix, it has literally been too much for my present coping skills to handle.

I knew Mom had a doctor’s appointment today and I was scared to even answer the phone when she called me at work. I had visions of throwing myself in the floor and screaming which wouldn’t have been too cool. So this morning I got up and put on a purple blazer that Mom gave me which still had the faint scent of her perfume.

I thought about her all day and “Tell Me Something Good” kept repeating in my head. Eventually the phone rang and it was her voice. For a few minutes my insides just froze and I felt like I was going to throw up. I could hear her talking, but nothing was registering. I know I sounded like a babbling idiot, but I don’t even remember what I said. Mom talked long enough for me to hear, “I’m not dying of bone cancer.” She has benign cancer cells that aren’t sticking together or growing, so the doctors are going to watch them a few times a year just to make sure nothing turns ugly.

I remember saying, “I love you” and hanging up at the end of the call, but my mind was a bit fuzzy. I closed my office door while tears of relief destroyed my makeup.

They still don’t know why she’s feeling so unhealthy and tired, but the major diseases are off the board. She also has a new attitude and just might now admit that she’s not 25 years old any more! Mom, just repeat after me, “I’m allowed to get tired and take naps.” (wink)

Finally, Mom was able to “Tell Me Something Good.”

The Redhead Riter


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Sherry Riter is also known as The Redhead Riter. Sherry is witty, intelligent and addictive as she writes about cooking, family, marriage, failures, blogging tips, art, humor, inspiration, travel, PTSD and aging. Her goal is to inspire, motivate, educate and to make her audience laugh. Sherry embraces being a redhead and helps others to see the redhead point of view…"In some eras redheads were worshipped while others thought us witches. Personally, I like the former and think every day is 'Love a redhead day!'" She can also be found on Facebook, Google+, Pinterest, StumbleUpon, Linkedin, tweeting as @TheRedheadRiter and you can subscribe to her free blog feed.

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1 Leslie March 4, 2011 at 10:54 am

I have shared those exact conversations many times with my loved ones and have felt the same way.. It's almost like you hold your breath waiting for the call. I'm glad that the doctors are persistent in finding out your mom's troubles though and they are carefully monitoring her.. Hopefully she'll feel 100% soon.


2 KathyMorelli March 4, 2011 at 1:09 pm

Just wanted to let you know that I am with you, I am happy for you. Even when I don't post a comment, I am with you, I read, and sometimes don;t have alot of time…
take care, Kathy


3 Laura March 4, 2011 at 3:31 pm

I'm glad it was 'something good'.

You are very lucky to have your mom. Some of us had mothers who haven't been present in our lives. You are blessed.


4 Sonia Barton March 4, 2011 at 3:53 pm

I hope you keep getting good news, and Mom just needs to learn to take naps. Naps are good if I could I'd take them more often 😉


5 Home In The Hollow March 4, 2011 at 10:04 pm

Red, I am very happy to hear that she was able to tell you something good!…:)JP


6 TJ March 5, 2011 at 3:57 am

Hi Sweetie, Thank you for all the nice things you said. It has been easy being your and Audreys mom. Yes I do love yours and Audreys daughter as I do you. I feel so blessed to have four girls as my posterity. I am proud of each of you and love you with all of me. Your friend said to take naps , lol I feel like one big nap. I love you



7 ruthhill74 March 5, 2011 at 2:49 pm

I am so glad that you heard something good today. Aren't you glad that we bloggers get a chance to write posts that help us through these difficult times? I have had my share of difficulties lately, and I don't think there is anything wrong with working through it all on our blogs–complaints included!


8 Paula & Skip March 5, 2011 at 5:52 pm

Glad you heard something truly good. I am even more happy for your Mom. I am grateful for the extensive therapy I have had to deal with PTSD. It is hell. And it can be overcome.


9 bluecottonmemory March 7, 2011 at 7:24 pm

Yeah for good news!I am sorry about the PTSD, though. My friend had it after a car accident and sought counseling. She's doing much better – at least, she feels more in control. I'll be praying for you Red – and your mom, too:)


10 Patti Hanan March 10, 2011 at 5:08 pm

I am so glad you got such good news. When I read this I thought about my relationship with my own daughters and how they have blessed me and the love we share. Your love for your mother shines through!


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