So, her mom calls me around noon time, mainly to tell me stuff about her upcoming trip of which I care very little.
At some point in the conversation she asks "How is she doing?" referring to our daughter.
Well, she seized for over an hour last night.
I then get this incredible rash of sh-t. "Why didn’t you tell me?"
Should I have called you while I was holding her during the seizure? Or while giving her repeated doses of Valium to stop it? When and why should I have called?
You could have emailed me afterwards.
This from the woman who lives about five miles away and at most visits her daughter twice a month for about fifteen minutes. This from the woman who brings in and keeps a pet that prevents her daughter from visiting her.
Well, with all that concern, and my having been properly castigated, you would think her concern would continue. It is not until after 8:00 that evening she calls back. Five minutes into the conversation, which of course was focused on her life and her day, she says, "Oh, how is she?" I said she is "ok" and the conversation went right back to the upcoming trip.
* To be happy, we must not be too concerned with others. – Albert Camus