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Godammit! My father can be such a huge asshole sometimes.
So, Mom went home after visiting me and the next day she creamed a big truck of some sort in her little Eclipse or whatever it is. It's still drivable, but not by a lot and now she has to screw with getting it fixed, deductibles, renting a car, and all that horseshit, and she is pretty much broke. If that weren't bad enough, her blood sugar's shot up (she's NID diabetic) to over 300 and hasn't gone down since, despite her efforts. Today it was 460. She says it's mostly the stress. She promised me she would call her doctor tomorrow. I'm going to call her tomorrow night and see how she's doing; that worries me a lot.
So what does Dad do? He calls her up, starts getting all upset about Bro, and starts yelling at her. He's apparently been talking to some preacher who, not knowing Bro or ever having spoken to him, thinks Bro is crazy. So he's all alarmed and calling Mom to yell at her, which she does NOT need. She told him several times to calm down and finally had to tell him that she didn't want to hear about it anymore. If you had any idea what a lonely person my mother is, for her to say this to him means he had to push her pretty damn far. What a prick.
So, Mom went home after visiting me and the next day she creamed a big truck of some sort in her little Eclipse or whatever it is. It's still drivable, but not by a lot and now she has to screw with getting it fixed, deductibles, renting a car, and all that horseshit, and she is pretty much broke. If that weren't bad enough, her blood sugar's shot up (she's NID diabetic) to over 300 and hasn't gone down since, despite her efforts. Today it was 460. She says it's mostly the stress. She promised me she would call her doctor tomorrow. I'm going to call her tomorrow night and see how she's doing; that worries me a lot.
So what does Dad do? He calls her up, starts getting all upset about Bro, and starts yelling at her. He's apparently been talking to some preacher who, not knowing Bro or ever having spoken to him, thinks Bro is crazy. So he's all alarmed and calling Mom to yell at her, which she does NOT need. She told him several times to calm down and finally had to tell him that she didn't want to hear about it anymore. If you had any idea what a lonely person my mother is, for her to say this to him means he had to push her pretty damn far. What a prick.
