June 3, 2008
My mom and sister are leaving for Seattle for a month to help my grandfather move out of his house and into his daughter’s house in South Carolina. Last night, she had wanted me to pay for her tickets online, and she would repay me the next day in cash. This is after I had to pay $1400 in rent and bills for the month. I told her I couldn’t pay for her tickets because I just paid my bills. The next day (today), she asked me to buy her work office a subscription to People Magazine online, and once again, she would pay me later. 53 issues for $2.49. Once again, my financial situation hadn’t changed in the last 12 hours I had talked to her. Apparently I am made of money. Or, money grows on one of the trees outside my apartment and is readily available to me. All this for a woman who refuses to acknowledge her up and coming grandson. WHY, I ask. I do alot for her, like feed them dinner when they come over weekly.
During my last ultrasound, my OBGYN found the ultrasound showing an enlarged right atrium and referred me to a specialist. She said they would call me with a referral number and to make an appointment. After a week of waiting, I called her office back and asked what was taking so long. Two days later, I was called and today I was finally able to talk to a person to make an appointment. What a hassle. I hope it really isn’t this hard to talk to someone once I go into labor. And does my mother know of all this? No. Why would I ask someone for their support when they could care less about their grandson? Mum knows, she’s been harping on me to get the appointment scheduled. Hopefully the specialist will say it was all just a precaution and there’s nothing wrong.
