Proof that my mom is off her rockerDecember 13th, 2007 @ 7:01 am
Tuesday morning. 11:00 AM. Phone call.
“Hello?”
“Hi Mom. Did I wake you?”
“Yes. But it’s okay.”
“Wait, what are you doing asleep at 11:00 in the morning? Are you sick?”
“I had surgery this morning.”
“Excuse me!! You had surgery this morning!?! Are okay!? What kind of surgery!? And why in the hell didn’t you tell me?!”
“Sorry sweetie. I thought we had told you. It’s no big deal. I just had some skin grafts done in my mouth to help my gums.”
“So you’re okay?”
“Yes. I had it done a few hours ago. Your Dad took me before he went to school.”
“Are you out of it, or can we talk?”
“I’m fine. What’s up?”
And then we proceeded to talk about some Christmas plans while I ran errands around town on my morning break.
“Are you sure you’re going to remember this conversation Mom?”
“Of course I will. I’m fine.”
Wednesday night. 7:00 PM. Phone call.
“Hi Mom. It’s just me. I wanted to tell you that Babboo and I bought a plane ticket today to come and visit you guys after Christmas.”
“Hooray. We’re so excited.”
“How are you feeling after your surgery yesterday?”
“I’m fine. Thanks for checking in on me.”
“Well, I called yesterday. Remember?”
Pause.
“Remember, I called and we talking about Christmas?”
Longer pause.
“Yeah, I think I remember that you called.”
“Great Mom. You assured me you would remember our conversation.”
“Sorry. I lied.”
So not only did my mom not tell me that she was having surgery, (no matter how trivial, she was still put under and then cut up) she also lied to me about how alert she was.
Thanks Mom.
So tell me, ever have something similar happen to you? Like maybe your mom brought a baby home from the hospital and told you, “oh sorry, did I forget to mention I was having a baby?”
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Anna
said,
December 13, 2007 at 5:17 pm
A few summers ago I called my parents to check on them during a particularly nasty thunderstorm/tornado watch. My mom answered the phone. I had a brief talk with her and then she handed the phone to my dad. As I was talking to my him, he yells “K get back in the gosh darn house!”.
My mom had taken a sleeping pill just before the storm started and all of the commotion woke her out of a deep sleep, but not quite. She was wandering the yard in her nightgown. They finally got her back in the house and back to bed. She didn’t remember it at all.
Audrey
said,
December 13, 2007 at 5:20 pm
Tim’s family is notorious for forgetting to tell us things. We’ll be having dinner with them and they’ll be all, “So, tomorrow when we go to Hawaii…” And we’re all, “Wait, what? Did you think you might let us know that you were going on a trip, or…?” We are always the last to know about these things. I get that we live across town while Tim’s sisters both live within about 2 blocks of their parents, so there’s a little bit of the out-of-sight, out-of-mind thing going on, but still. Just because we don’t see them every day doesn’t mean we’re not interested in what’s going on in their lives.
heels
said,
December 13, 2007 at 5:26 pm
My Grandma does that ALL OF THE TIME. “Oh, I just didn’t want you to worry” she says. AAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!
Anth
said,
December 13, 2007 at 5:27 pm
My mom once casually mentioned that she was getting a surgery the next day. Of course she referred to it by its technical name - abdominoplasty - so I got all freaked out until I googled it and realized she was getting a tummy tuck. I was kind of annoyed.
Kathleen
said,
December 13, 2007 at 5:34 pm
I’ve totally had conversations with my mom like that. She has back issues and when her back goes out, has to take pretty strong medication to keep the pain under control. It’s funny what she doesn’t remember later.
AND, speaking of the whole, “Surprise, baby sibling” thing — my MIL was that baby! Her brothers and sister still remember being pulled out of class and sent to the office where their dad was waiting to tell them, “Guess what? You have a baby sister!” None of the three of them knew or had guessed. Apparently Brett’s grandma didn’t show much at all with her pregnancies, and they’d had a stillborn baby a few years back, so they were very, very nervous about MIL’s arrival and didn’t want to tell the kids yet. Can you even imagine?!
Emily
said,
December 13, 2007 at 5:41 pm
So this is kind of sort of related, but not really. When my sister had her wisdom teeth taken out, the doctor kept telling her to open her eyes when she was done with surgery. She would keep her eyes shut and stick out her tongue. Every time.
Stephanie
said,
December 13, 2007 at 5:43 pm
My damn parents… The spring before I graduated college, I called my dad just to chit chat and mentioned that I called mom and she didn’t answer. He told me she had a specialist appointment. I was all confused at the word specialist since she wasn’t sick. I then hounded my dad until he admited that she “could” have cancer. They didn’t want to tell me and have me worry. Turns out she has another illness, but not cancer.
Umm. Thanks for telling me.
They also waited 4 months to tell my siblings and I that they were pregnant. But I get this one. I was again away from home at college as well as another sibling.
They always wait until someone is near death to tell me that they are even in the hospital. Burns my ass.
Loralee
said,
December 13, 2007 at 6:01 pm
She probably thought she was alert and would remember at the time. It’s happened to me a ton.
And.
I think my husband wins…
He is the oldest child and moved out when he was 18 to Oregon. His youngest sibling was 13.
About a year later, he called home to talk about his mission and his youngest brother answered the phone. They chatted awhile and then his brother said, “Mom is doing really well…They think that she should deliver the baby in a couple of weeks”
HER WHAT!!!!!!!!!??????????????????
Nobody told him. She was almost due and everyone forgot to tell Jon. He is still pissed off about it.
Isabel: Okay, this one might take the cake.
heidikins
said,
December 13, 2007 at 6:55 pm
Classic. Drugs will do that to you! (Hear that kids, don’t do drugs!)
I didn’t know that my father was getting divorced (from his 2nd wife, not from my mom) until the day after it all went through… and it was my mother, of all people, who told me. Apparently ALL of my siblings knew about it and conveniently forgot to mention it. In the 13 months it took for all the legal mumbo-jumbo to get through the courts, no one had bothered to tell my 16-year old self that, oh, by the way, Padre is getting divorced.
Brittany
said,
December 13, 2007 at 6:55 pm
Actually, yes. My mom DID fail to mention to me that she was having a baby.
What?!?
Her belly got big and she threw up all the time, and I kept asking her if she was pregnant, and she would say no. She told me she was eating too much licorice. I may have been nine years old, but I wasn’t an idiot!! Hellooooo!
So finally in November she told me “the big secret,” and then she had my baby brother on November 27.
I guess that what happens when mommy sleeps around.
Marilyn
said,
December 13, 2007 at 7:35 pm
OMG, YES. Our family was driving down to stay with my parents and go to a wedding and I’d had a hard time getting ahold of anyone for a day or two. Finally, in the car, on the way down my dad called on his cellphone. I talked to him and my sister and then hung up. An hour later, they called again. We were an hour away from my parents house and my sister told me that my mom was actually IN THE HOSPITAL and had been since the day before but my dad didn’t want to tell us and “ruin our trip”. Uh, HELLO?? Needless to say, my dad got a big lecture about calling people after that.
jamie
said,
December 13, 2007 at 8:13 pm
my husband’s parents don’t like to tell him things while he is deployed. his dog died during his first deployment and we didn’t find out until we went to visit his parents a few months later. when i had my wisdom teeth removed, i had all kinds of conversations that i didn’t remember because of the meds.
Courtney
said,
December 13, 2007 at 8:13 pm
Well, my story involves me, my mom and drugs… but the similarities sorta stop there.
Once, in high school, I was in a really bad car accident and I was hospitalized for a week. About day 5 into my recovery I must have started to get better, because rather than just dull my intense pain, the drugs the doctor was giving me actually made me high. Like totally stoned off my butt. I was flying so high that I actually called my mom and TOLD HER how stoned I was and how AWESOME it felt. YAY! Three hours later, when I was due for my next dose of meds, I got tylenol. Boo.
Rhi
said,
December 13, 2007 at 8:27 pm
Um, my mom went away for the weekend and came back married. But, let’s not get into that.
A couple months ago, however, I called my best friend in Atlanta and she very groggily told me that the medication she was on made her sleepy. Which is when I learned she had totalled her car the week before. I’m still insisting that she move home so I can better monitor her.
Operation Pink Herring
said,
December 13, 2007 at 8:52 pm
My mom is super forgetful, but it works out really well for gift-giving. We’ll ask her what she wants, and she’ll tell us something very specific, like a green rain jacket in size M (her xmas gift!), and then she promptly forgets about the conversation. A few weeks later when we present her with the gift, she is totally surpirsed.
Molly
said,
December 14, 2007 at 12:48 am
My dad’s side of the family is that way, too. Mentioning in the most casual ways that, Oh, such and such aunt had a heart attack, such and such uncle got married (at seventy to a thirty-something year old). Me? I like to be in the know.
I love the project that you made with Babboo!!
Stefanie
said,
December 14, 2007 at 3:21 am
My mother emails me updates about people from my hometown who I do not even know (e.g., kids she thought I went to school with but were actually five years ahead of or behind me and I therefore have no idea who they are, or old people at their church I have never met). Meanwhile, someone built a house directly next to my parents’ house (which is in the country and has had no adjacent neighbors since, well, EVER), and she neglected to tell me. A year later, someone built a house on the other side, and she didn’t tell me that either!! I really don’t get what counts as “important news” to her.
Danielle
said,
December 14, 2007 at 5:58 am
OMG you just described almost every conversation I have with my mother!
super des
said,
December 14, 2007 at 6:49 am
My dad went in to a diabetic coma and nobody called me for several hours.
Everyone had assumed someone else had done it.
Yeah, thanks guys.
(dad is ok now)
Meritt
said,
December 14, 2007 at 2:17 pm
Oh yes. All the time.
Just a couple ‘for instances’;
When my brother was 17 he was messing around with fireworks trying to make a huge explosion. He managed to get the explosion he was going for but also got shrapnel in his stomach and had emergency surgery at 2:00 in the morning. Nope… didn’t tell me until about 3 days later.
2. My Father in Law was diagnosed with prostrate cancer… and had surgery and was under going radiation and NEVER THOUGHT TO MENTION IT TO ANY OF HIS THREE KIDS! He lives alone, out in the country… had a friend drive him home from surgery and didn’t tell any of us.
3. My Husbands Grandfather DIED and no one told us until a week AFTER the funeral. I had his Christmas Card ready to send that Monday and I got a copy of the funeral program in the mail from my FIL with HIS Christmas Card to us “Oh, by the way… your grandfather died.”
Sigh.
Rachel
said,
December 14, 2007 at 5:28 pm
It seems like ever since I moved out on my own, my parents think they’ve told me about things like that, but, uh, no, you didn’t!
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