Lamentations of a Sick Chicken at home

I am so dreadful of the days that I had to stay at home, becos its a dusty and lonely place to be, especially when I'm sick :S It isn't the best place to recover, becos oftentimes, the sickness (upper respiratory tract infections) is usually triggered by the presence of DUST in the house. No matter how I try to keep my room clean, there's always some dust. Maybe like what Jon said, the amount of dust in my room, or even in the universe, is finite. I wish that there's an option for me to migrate to a dust-free environment to live in.

I am not obsessed with cleanliness. But becos of my nose, I had to be more conscious of keeping my room clean. But most of the time, I had to squeeze time out to do household chores, even when I am already sick. Its not that I dread helping out in household chores. But I can't stand it when my mom just doesn't even shower daily, needlessly to say about mopping the house or washing the toilet. She coops herself in the house, doing nothing besides watching TV from dawn to dusk. She subscribes to SCV (cable channel), so I presume that there's alot of programs to watch, sometimes even repetitively. The best part is, she hogs the TV and I do not get to watch some other english shows or documentaries that I really want to watch. Sian. I do understand that she is old already, so I shouldn't expect her to be like my maid. But I just find it unfair. The house only has me & her staying together, so there's no maid or someone to mop the house or even help her to shower for her. So I have to be part-time housewife. I do not mind her being negligent about house cleanliness, but looking after her own personal hygiene is not something I could help her with or force her to. Even better still, when I try to mop the floor, she'll ask me not to! If I don't do it, then who would? My Gosh. A most recent episode that really pissed me was that day when my sister is bringing the kids over to visit, and my mom upon hearing that, immediately went to wipe the ultra dusty tables and sofa that Shaun (my nephew) is most likely to touch. Dotz. She could do the housework, but she's plain lazy. I wish my sis would come more often. But it makes her like the VIP of the house, or maybe my mom just doesn't want my sis know that she doesn't do housework. Sian. She's healthy, and yet she doesn't want to live a life that she has been so blessed with. Maybe loneliness, boredom, laziness, or even depression is eating up her soul. All I could do is to pray that God will deliver her from her bondages. I do not think she's happy doing what she is doing, but living in isolation isn't doing her any good. Outcast, widowed & unloved. I hate it most when I stay at home like today, and it hurts me to see her this way, and I already tried to knock some sense into her. I know she has chosen to block off any cares of this world, into her own world, a world that I am not given access to enter. She once said to me to just take comfort to see her safely at home when I return home, but it doesn't bring me any comfort at all. Becos I know she is blinded by what she watches everyday, every minute, every second. The fantasies of the unreal world... I do wish to break free from this vicious cycle of an unloving family too, but I know I have to endure. I shall surrender to God my rights of being angry with my mom, or even wanting to take control of this situation. When will it be better? When will my happy, cheerful & loving mom be revived? When can I see my family reunited? I do not know... Perhaps the answer is simple... Wait upon the Lord...