Family

Published February 23, 2017 by helentastic67

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Family

I’m yet to unpack and draw a picture about my family and I’m getting there but things come up all the time so……

My Mum is my biggest supporter and occasionally my biggest critic, but Truly Ruely.

My Mum has been the only family who has been there when I’ve been in hospital and there is nothing worse than having my Mum look down at me with that look I recognise as “Oh my God Don’t let me watch another of my children die!”

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And to be clear she gave me this look after my Disc bulge surgery. The nurse came in and felt she needed to remind me I could sue the morphine button. And the look my mum was giving me, having just seen my scar (covered in tape) and to let Mum know I was okay. I gave her the acronym STFU! The nurse looked started and my only interest was when I was allowed up to go pee. It was three days, I think! Three fucking days! I’m just saying. This once; THEY DON’T MAKE BEDPANS FOR WOMEN!

But more about my family soon.

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4 comments on “Family

  • Insanity used to include women who were “promiscuous.” Ending up in an institution because you think sex is fun would not be considered insane today. 🙂

    I remember trying to use a bed pan in the hospital. It’s easier to put someone in a wheelchair and take them to the bathroom than try to balance on the D#*$&%d thing. Some places use a catheter instead (when heavy duty pain killers are involved, like the time I had a slice-n-dice in the early 1990’s).

    Too bad we don’t get to pick our blood line, but we can still pick our brother from another mother — or sister from another mister. 🙂

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