There are days
Mar. 6th, 2013 01:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
aamusedinatxSo, yesterday was my Mother's appointment with her knee doctor. Neither Kriss nor I had heard a word, so before lunch today, Kriss sent a group text message to ask how it went. Surgery is set for March 29th. Last Friday of the month, that's easy to do. I say 'great! I'll be there!'
This is what I get in return:
Ungrateful, bitter old .....woman
Let me also point out she says that to me alone. Not to the group chat my sister opened with all three of us on it.
Eventually she relents enough to say (again to me privately)
"Good you can drive him around. He can see to drive now, but can't concentrate on it. I'll probably be out of the hospital on Sunday."
*facepalm*
May all the gods of all the worlds give me the patience and strength it is going to take to deal with this crazy bitter old woman.
This is what I get in return:
Ungrateful, bitter old .....woman
Let me also point out she says that to me alone. Not to the group chat my sister opened with all three of us on it.
Eventually she relents enough to say (again to me privately)
"Good you can drive him around. He can see to drive now, but can't concentrate on it. I'll probably be out of the hospital on Sunday."
*facepalm*
May all the gods of all the worlds give me the patience and strength it is going to take to deal with this crazy bitter old woman.
