After Last Night

She (Mom) told me she had been trying to have some all day yesterday. 

Me: Why in the hell didn’t you say something? 

Mom: Because I didn’t want to complain.

Me:  So you’ld rather suffer?

Mom: No.

Me:  Why wouldn’t you go to the hospital?

Mom :  I hate the hospital and they aren’t going to be able to do anything about it anyway.

Me:  So you’re a docotr now?  You know what your condition is?

Mom: No.  And I’m not going to the hospital.

Me:  Fine.

Mom:  Fine.

Now today she has a tick.  Her feet and her hands keep jumping and her jaw is shaking, but I was wrong to want her to go to the hospital.  What the hell ever.  I’m not a bad person for trying.  Ijust have to keep tellingmyself that, no matter what anybody else thinks is right. UGGGG!!