So, my mom is just shy of 80. Not exactly a spring chicken. And she has some health issues: a heart-affecting birth-defect and COPD. And apparently my step-dad told everyone at their church that she's not doing well. And yes, she was having some tests done. Now, if you live in a small town, you will understand. I've had soooo many people ask me "how is your mom?" and in the that soft voice with what they mean to be a compassionate look on their face. I didn't think too much of it at first. I mean, she told me the test results came back good although they found a cyst by her thyroid and then she left forWyoming to see my brother and his new grandson. But then I began to worry and called my aunt. We compared notes and she reassured me that every thing is okay. And then another lady from her church asked me again this afternoon and I practically yelled at her "she's okay!". And when I say yelled, I think I actually did. Her eyes got big and she was all like "oh, good. glad to hear that" at which point I asked her to tell everyone at church that Mom isn't about to die.
Now, I know my step-dad is just worried, and he's a great guy who has taken amazing care of my mom, so I'm not complaining. Mom does have breathing issues. But that's because she should have one of those portable oxygen tanks but she's too proud to carry one. But, just...wow. I think maybe I'm just having one of those days when everyone is getting on my nerves.
Yup, that's it. Just had to vent a little!