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Also, my mom still thinks I'm dying. It's so crazy.
When I was with the doctor, I said to him (I am not kidding), "So my mom is being crazy and is worried that I'm going to hemorrhage and die. What can I tell her?" He said, "Tell your mother that you are not dying."
So I call my mom and say, "I'm not dying. The doctor says I am not dying. Okay?" and she says, "If he is wrong, I will sue!"
Sheesh, I knew my mom could get a little, erm, emotional sometimes, but I seriously didn't know it was this bad. She was looking up flights and telling me I was going to hemorrhage and die! I tried to convince her that if I was bleeding enough to hemorrhage I would go back to the doctor, but I think she is dubious. As if I want to die in a puddle of nasty blood.
When I was with the doctor, I said to him (I am not kidding), "So my mom is being crazy and is worried that I'm going to hemorrhage and die. What can I tell her?" He said, "Tell your mother that you are not dying."
So I call my mom and say, "I'm not dying. The doctor says I am not dying. Okay?" and she says, "If he is wrong, I will sue!"
Sheesh, I knew my mom could get a little, erm, emotional sometimes, but I seriously didn't know it was this bad. She was looking up flights and telling me I was going to hemorrhage and die! I tried to convince her that if I was bleeding enough to hemorrhage I would go back to the doctor, but I think she is dubious. As if I want to die in a puddle of nasty blood.
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Date: 2006-12-21 02:09 pm (UTC)(...and trying to make light of a not-so-light situation...)
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