thanks, all.
Okay, I'm going to hijack and rant a little bit. I'm going to put this here because I think it pertains to this group in a couple of ways.
1. as Jewish women, this is part of our spiritual and moral comprehension of the world.
2. it deals with living in Israel, particularly when everyone else is abroad.
3. I realize this is a very, VERY selfish rant. Basically, I am putting off the conversation about cholent and other pleasentries to talk about a deeper meaning and cry for help in the community. Yes, it's mine, but it also must speak to others outside of me. And I'm really trying to gain some perspective here about what it is that I'm supposed to expect out of life. About what reality is or should be.
So, for anyone who does NOT want to hear about someone who is suffering and struggling with an issue...
for anyone who does not want to hear any negativity associated with living in Israel or any negative perspective on Israeli culture or the Aliyah process
Please stop reading here and just skip the rest of my post.
For those who read and take the time to respond, I truly thank you cause I really am asking for the advice and guidance from the other wise women on here. Thank you for allowing me to be self-indulgent.
Okay, here goes:
yk, maybe it's just me, but I feel sometimes like I'm living in an alternate reality that no one else is living in. Is it just me?
I find myself, again, very pregnant, very sick and very alone. ONE of our neighbors offered to help...but I feel just terrible to ask her to do what I REALLY need done, which is someone to watch my kids while I take a nap in the afternoon. I mean, my kids seem to be okay, now...but what if they aren't? I don't want HER to get this flu thing and pass it on to her children and her family. If it were something simple like making a soup, then fine. And maybe I'll ask that. But yesterday I totally over extended myself. I got up, made oatmeal. Made fish patties. Made some banana muffins and then half way through I couldn't stand anymore. I ran to the bathroom with diarrhea and then I was so cold and shaking I just laid down and called my husband and he was like 'well call the neighbor who offered to help" but the truth...really...would YOU feel comfortable asking a neighbor to come over and sit with you when you are sick and be with your kids who still might be sick? I mean, I'm just not.
Calling my mom would be one thing. Calling family...any of my family...I just EXPECT that they will drop everything to help each other out. But neighbors with their own families? I just feel like I"m on everybody's periferal. And I don't see how that is going to change unless I embrace the family I DO have and bring them back into my life. And the only way to do that is to be closer to them...to move back to the USA.
After 4 years of living here, and having gone through these times of need probably only as much as I could count on one hand...I'm really starting to think that it might be worth it to move back. Even for those emergency times.
I know that here, in Israel, other's seem to form some kind of community...but will it EVER be a community that will come over and sit with you when you are sick. Sit in your sick house and love and play with your kids the way a grandmother or an aunt or uncle would or could? To be there to give the children love and you love when you need it?
I feel like I've tried to be a part of this community in the ways that I know how. By watching other people's kids when they need help...by bringing food to community members when there is a baby born or a death in the family...but I'm just not feeling that it is recipricated.
Maybe I'm not doing a good enough job of asking for help? But then again, when I DO ask for help, I just see that no one wants to sit with a sick stranger and watch their kids who may or may not be sick. No one will put my family before their own...except, perhaps, my own family.
And I wonder how much of this is romanticisim. I mean, dh's family totally puts themselves above everyone else. They do not behave like this at all. I'm wondering if I have a romanticised picture of the world...like, maybe everyone really will fend for themselves and you really can't trust anybody...hell, even dh is pissed that he has to stay home from work for a SECOND day while I heal. Again, why couldn't I just call a neighbor? We had a huge blow out fight. Dh says "we need the money". I say "I'm pregnant and very sick!!!" It reminds me of the time I told him the same and he basically said "so what, you'll live." and then I had a miscarriage.
I don't feel that I'm overreacting when it comes to issues of health. In fact, I'm one of the coolest headed people I know about health related things. I am the village "wise woman". People call me from far and wide to ask for my help in issues of medicine. Many of times the kids have been sick and my dh as been in a panic "we need to take them ot the hospital..." and I"m saying "no, I really don't think we are at that point yet. it's all going well. relax." When I am sick, yes, it's hard, espically since I don't have anyone I can call for me but I try to keep a calm head and heal myself. After 24 hours of diarrhea (ever 15-20 min...while 6 months pg), yes, I was getting awfully concerned. In the 24th hour I was crying. I told dh that I'm very concerned at this point of endangering the baby in utero. He was disturbed with me. Perhaps I'm over reacting. He went to work the next day, I over extended myself, and now he's back home. He wavers between total fear for my life and total denial that anything is wrong with me. In the meanwhile, I see that he is also developing flu like symptoms, so I know that there is a very good chance that he wil be next, which means that I need to heal, and FAST so that I will be able to be tehre for him.
I know I've mentioned this in zillions of places, but I'll say it again and then drop the issue. DH's family lives 30 min from here. They are aware of the situation and have NEVER ONCE offered to help. Not drop by. Not bring a meal. Not play with the children. Nothing. This has ALWAYS been the case. I used to think they were just a little thick and we needed to ASK for help. But when we asked them, we were met with utter ugliness...basically they told us that they have lives. They don't want to get sick. They have jobs. If we are that sick we should just go to the hospital. When I mentioned that we'd need someone to be with our children they said, well, you can bring them over here. When we said that they might be sick they said "well take them to the hospital, too." I'm so over this mentality that we, their own children (well, dh is their child and our children are their grandchildren) are only welcome over to bring THEM food when they are sick and to help THEM with their issues. But when WE need help...well, get thee to a hospital.
WHen I've talked with neighbors about help, I get the same answer "well, this is why you should put your kids in a gan." It's amazing. I suppose that argument wouldn't work if the kids are puking and have diarrhea, like they have had, I mean, I ASSUME everyone would agree that they COULDN'T be in gan then...but now that 24 hours have passed and they are feeling better...and I"m the one who is still feeling terrible and need a rest...I'm quite certain that the answer would be "well they are feeling fine now, put them in gan and you'll get your nap." It's like someone else should do it. It's not MY responibility.
Is it about money? I'd be happy to offer any neighbor money (and I HAVE offered AND PAID them money to watch my kids on a very RARE occasion...say...once a YEAR) even though they have NEVER offered money to me in return for watching/feeding/caring for their kids. I just don't understand.
I just feel so utterly alone. So totally alone and jaded. And I really, really wonder if we move back to be near my family, if we won't get burned there, too. I'm just tryign to figure out what the reality is for some people so that I know what CAN be possible and then try and work from there, make some decisions from there.
Anyways, thanks for listening.