girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

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I’m helping Mom complete an online health questionnaire, an important one for an upcoming appointment. It’s long, it covers a lot, and it’s challenging to do even without vision loss. I’m reading from the screen…

Me: “Ok, Mom here are the social support questions. Answer either True, Mostly True, Somewhat True, False, Mostly False, or Somewhat False—‘I have someone I trust to help solve my problems.”

Mom: “False”

Me: “Really, are you sure about that?”

Mom: “Totally, I don’t trust anyone to solve my problems”

Me: “No one? You have no one to help with your problems?”

Mom: “Not that I can think of”

Me, laugh yelling: “MOM I’M LITERALLY RIGHT HERE HELPING SOLVE YOUR PROBLEM!”

My favorite part was Paulie snorting from the other room.

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