STILL WAITING

I wasn't going to post anything until I had good or bad news but venting is good for the soul.
Mum has two sisters, Aunt Selma and Aunt Pattie and yes, the names are deliberate. We also refer to them as the troll sisters usually with a few f and c words in front of troll.

Mum was to have visited Aunt Selma this week. After all that has happened with the ultrasound, allergic to the gel and the biopsy, one highly bruised boob and the interminable waiting for the results, Mum decided not to go. Aunt Selma said she had no guts and she'd be better off if she got herself moving. Aunt Pattie wanted to know why I was there every day changing dressings for her, surely she could do that much for herself.

I can't tell you how many different problems Mum has. She gets up and does the best she can every day even if that is just driving me crazy. She's facing this latest crisis with her usual courage and black humour. She's also frightened and if me just being around the house eases that a little then I'll be there every day. The troll sisters are jealous, not one of their grotty offspring would piss on them if they were on fire.

After all that, I told Mum how many of you had sent best wishes and support. She said it was wonderful that strangers could be better than family and she thanks all of you. She also asked if I wrote nice things about her and didn't put in the nutty bits. What could I do, I lied.