!Amz! wrote:Waiting anxiously as BF's Mum and family are on their way up. I spent most of yesterday when I wasn't at work cleaning, and BF is irritatingly straightening everything up that little bit more - something he never does. Not particularly in the mood for a day of pretending to be all happy and smiley while BF continuously ass-kisses and puts down almost everything about living here.
I guess I'm a little bitter - as it's half term my Mum had a week off from the school where she worked, but she's been ill for a couple of weeks, and only recently ended up in bed with it, and only last night I found out she has a bad lung infection and flu. She kept assuring me the antibiotics are doing their job, but she had flu when I was about 6 for almost 3 weeks, and doctors kept pawning it off as flu - until she got really bad and they realised it was pneumonia. Cue her being taken away in an ambulance and in hospital for nearly 2 weeks. I'm sure she's fine at the moment, and she said the doctor told her they caught it early enough for it to not develop to pneumonia again. Even so, I'm shitting myself. It was still scary when I was 6 as I didn't quite understand what was going on, but now I'm older and realise how poorly she actually was, I'm petrified. To be honest the only thing stopping me from going home to see her is the fact I'm no good with directions and haven't driven on the motorway yet.
I'm so sorry to hear that. Sending prayers for a speedy recovery.