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cosmolinguist) wrote2020-07-26 09:08 pm
cosmolinguist) wrote2020-07-26 09:08 pm
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[208/366] oh mom...
Skyped my parents this evening.
They talked about the weather (I was sitting outside, so Mom asked "Is this the first nice day you've had there?" and I had no idea what to say to that but I think maybe I complain about Manchester's weather too much, or else her memories of it as a place she expects to be exactly the same as where she left and, since they visit in the spring and summer, this means she never packs warm enough clothes despite me having learned to warn her several times; she always says she knows but then she shivers her way through her vacations here) and all kinds of other small-talk boring stuff before she mentioned what soudned like just another:
"I did something to my knee a couple weeks ago, and then I think I aggravated it last weekend," and I'm maintaining a look of polite interest but then she says "and on Thursday I guess something snapped in it..." And, all out of order, she tells me a story about visiting her friend B and when "something snapped" in her knee she fell and couldn't stand and drove the hour home ("luckily it's my left knee, so I could drive!" she said to my increasing horror) after calling my dad to say she was leaving early and they had to go to the hospital when she got back (his response was apparently "What did you did this time?" heh; it's exactly two years since she broke her ankle...), she still can't walk at all and has to use a wheelcahir even around the house, and at the end she just casually said they're going to have to do surgery on it once they find out what exactly is wrong since she can't get an MRI done on it until tomorrow...
My mom is the best at burying health news but sheesh this is a pretty impressive effort even for her.
They talked about the weather (I was sitting outside, so Mom asked "Is this the first nice day you've had there?" and I had no idea what to say to that but I think maybe I complain about Manchester's weather too much, or else her memories of it as a place she expects to be exactly the same as where she left and, since they visit in the spring and summer, this means she never packs warm enough clothes despite me having learned to warn her several times; she always says she knows but then she shivers her way through her vacations here) and all kinds of other small-talk boring stuff before she mentioned what soudned like just another:
"I did something to my knee a couple weeks ago, and then I think I aggravated it last weekend," and I'm maintaining a look of polite interest but then she says "and on Thursday I guess something snapped in it..." And, all out of order, she tells me a story about visiting her friend B and when "something snapped" in her knee she fell and couldn't stand and drove the hour home ("luckily it's my left knee, so I could drive!" she said to my increasing horror) after calling my dad to say she was leaving early and they had to go to the hospital when she got back (his response was apparently "What did you did this time?" heh; it's exactly two years since she broke her ankle...), she still can't walk at all and has to use a wheelcahir even around the house, and at the end she just casually said they're going to have to do surgery on it once they find out what exactly is wrong since she can't get an MRI done on it until tomorrow...
My mom is the best at burying health news but sheesh this is a pretty impressive effort even for her.
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