As you may have read in my last post, my mother fractured her ankle. I was asked to come home this weekend to help out. I walked in to 4 days of backed up housework and 6 loads of laundry to do. I also had to keep an eye on my mother, walk her to the restroom, and bring her anything she needs/wants.
Now this wouldn’t have been too much of an issue as theoretically I could go out in the evening once my father got home from work. But of course, it snowed, as it always does on my birthday. Not only could I not leave the house, but no one could come pick me up.
To top things off, half of my family completely forgot.
I really do hate to complain. After all my mother has been by my side, waiting on me my whole life. And I know I said I was enjoying adulthood in my last post but this is not what I had in mind. I also know there are a lot worse things that could happen, but I’m still sitting here trying not to cry.
Has anyone else ever had a birthday like this? It would really make me feel better to hear about it.