Just Because...: What a Week...

Saturday, May 12, 2007

What a Week...

So, we start off the week with a 3 alarm fire at the new apartment complex. I end the week with a voicemail from the mother re: my grandmother having had a "massive heart attack" in case I "even care to know" (her words). I called the hospital and, let me tell you, they are fabulous. My grandmother is undergoing tests so please keep her in your thoughts. I spoke with my grandmom and she's quite the feisty one :) Never realized how much I miss her. She told me she was doing fine and we made plans to see each other when I fly home.

My dad, for the past couple of months has been trying to convince me to talk to my mom, send her something for mother's day or even her birthday (in a couple weeks) and I was about to give the olive branch around Tuesday/Wednesday. While we could not enjoy a typical mother/daughter relationship after all I found out, at least we could have a cordial relationship. I don't hate my mother by any means - let me just say that for the record - I just choose to end the cycle of verbal/mental shenanigans and if I have nothing nice to say to a person, I just choose to not deal or give them the opportunity to hurt me.

So, after all this, I told my dad, "Here we go again!!!" I'm not going to give into her victim drama. My grandmother is having the medical issues and that is what needs the focus. Telling the hospital to "not give [her] daughter ANY information whatsoever" was not necessary and, in my opinion - tacky. Also, telling the hospital staff to not let me call my grandmother, "OH BROTHER". (Obviously, the staff didn't put stock in my mom's drama and, ta-dah, I talked to my grandmother AT my grandmother's request.) Then after I got a heads up about some of the stuff my mother said about me, I said "Oh hell no!!!" So, any mother's day stuff I had planned came to an abrupt halt. To me, that's like rewarding a puppy for peeing on the carpet. She should know better. We're NOT going to continue this crap in front of my grandmother and, should she start, I will just ignore. My grandmother is the priority - not my mother's agenda. My mother also chose to NOT pick up the phone when I called 4 times. She chose to play the brat. I chose to go the high road. To allow her to continue her crap, it just wouldn't be right and it's not going to happen again.

I had a dream a couple weeks ago about my mother, and I told my dad then, "I think something's up with Grammie". Boy was I right. Turns out, she had heart surgery a week ago (which I found out after the fact on the voicemail) and this heart attack could be complications due to that. But, after talking with the hospital and knowing a bit about pacemakers that I pretty much had to learn for a matter, I feel comfy with the knowledge of these professionals and they told me straight out that it was not as dramatic as my mother implied. While it was serious, it wasn't "massive". I'm still flying home, and boy am I glad for that emergency fund.

I'm surprisingly calm, but it makes a gal think. If you can, call your grandparents and tell them you love them. My grandmom is a very strong willed woman - I guess I learned, in part, how to carry myself from her. I'm sure she'll breeze through this with flying colors. And, I'm not giving my mother an iota of tears. To me, it's just not worth it.

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Posted by Lys :: 7:01 PM :: 1 comments

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