When you called this morning to talk about my mum’s condition and I was working and didn’t have time to chat, I assured you I would ring back in the early afternoon. When I called and MUM answered the phone, she told me you’d gone down to town to get the newspaper. Hey, no great shakes, but leaving my mum on her own…even for a few minutes…might be a recipe for all sorts of disasters, but hey, whatever. A quick trip to town should be ok…
So I rang back tonight, 7 hours since the last call, and my mum answered the phone again. My mum never answers the phone if you are home, it’s your task mate. Mostly because she’s also as deaf as a post and can’t hear it, but tonight she was tucked up in bed with the phone right next to her ear…she heard it.
And apparently you were down the street getting the newspaper still. She had no idea where you were.
Yeah, I panicked. Rang your mobile and got messagebank. Rang my sister (who I LOATHE) and rang your mobile again. I started envisioning you collapsed in one of the paddocks, kicked by a moo-cow or bogged in the well. Or maybe just having a silent heart attack in the loungeroom, out of earshot of mum AND the phones…
Rang one of your rural neighbours (thank god I have a good memory for names), who gave me the surname of one of your OTHER neighbours (yeah, I’d forgotten HIS name hadn’t I?? ) and I rang Ian and LO AND BEHOLD, you were there having a quiet Saturday night drink. :mad:
Please don’t leave my mum alone at home. Please don’t leave the house without your mobile to be contactable. And please never, EVER try to excuse your behaviour by telling me that you had told her where you were going, so everything should have been fine.
You stupid fuck, she has Alzheimers. She doesn’t know what fucking day it is. She is rapidly losing her grasp on who her own children are and even who YOU are. How in the hell do you expect her to remember where you’ve gone, even if it is only to the next-door neighbours (a good 10 minutes walk away btw, rural acreages etc).
You and me are going to be having words in the morning mate.