Was going to post about shagging but then I remembered a phone call with mother this morning and shagging sort of slipped down a notch on the list of things to ponder.
She sure seems to get her share of bad luck this year. Not long ago she had kidney stones and today she tells me she first got Borrelia from one of them awful ticks we have too many of here. But that's not all. She had a bonus this time... blood poisoning.
She's fine. Eating a bunch of pills and seem cool about it. She proudly announced that she's told the hospital staff she did NOT call her daughter, but went to see them directly. Which we laughed about over the phone, but sort of lingered in the back of my head the rest of the day. I'm not the greatest of daughters. Then again she's not the greatest of Mums. We're Freaked out, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional, just fine.