As soon as I got my sister calmed down my Mom wants to act like a huge baby.
She was sick this weekend eating things she shouldn’t be eating (because she’s 72, no gallbladder, on meds and post surgery), but she ate them anyway and ended up spending Saturday night in the bathroom. Of course I took care of her and cleaned up. I told her I wasn’t going to be the food police, but maybe THINK about how these things make her feel before she eats them.
THEN yesterday she tells me as we are about to leave for PT that she’s canceling because she doesn’t feel well enough to go.
I ask her “are you sick? Do you have a fever? If you’re too ill to go to PT take off your clothes, put on your nightgown and get back in bed.”
”no I’m not doing that- I’m coming with you.”- my mom
”No you’re not coming with me, you’re going to PT or you’re going back in bed.”
YES I DID say that friends. I did. I felt like my grandfather came back from the dead. It was like deja vu.
She did go to PT pouting like a child. So I let her come with me afterwards to the suburbs to get my Bath & Bodyworks box. In the drive home you know what this woman said?? “On Thursday can I have fried shrimp?”
NO!! No fried food. Omg what’s with her obsession with junk food lately?? She’s more concerned with junk food than she is WALKING.