I'm a Good Daughter

Many of you know that my strong, beautiful and proud mother has been afflicted with severe Rheumatoid Arthritis for many years now. Well, just about a year and a half ago, she broke her leg and the healing process has been grueling and slow. But still, Drema is a fighter and she continues to work, play and boss everyone around as usual.

And if you know our family at all you know that even through tears, pain, sickness, frustration and anger we can laugh, tease and cuss each other out like it's nobody's business. So when Mom told me that she had been taken off of the RA meds because of the damage it may be starting to do to her internal organs and her vision, I suggested she drop her docs here in town and go to Cleveland clinic or Mayo clinic or SOMETHIng. When she refused I gave her what for.
"So you are just gonna sit here and WAIT for these people to figure out what is wrong with you? By the time they know how to fix you, you will be dead and then I'm REALLY gonna be pissed at you! Or worse, Oh my GOD Drema, if you go blind, so help me I will LEAVE YOU! I will move far, far away bc I can BARELY take care of you NOW! You are MEAN ENOUGH because you can't move! Can you IMAGINE what a TYRANT you will be if you can't SEE??! "
Mom cackled through the phone. "I guess I am pretty mean, huh? But ya'all do whatever I say so its not THAT bad!"
"Oh YES! Yes it IS, that bad Drema! You think I LIKE shoving you around in that wheel chair?! You think I WANT to haul your broken ass up and down, in and out of the car? No. No I do not. I want to WALK beside you and go shopping and have FUN, dammit I MISS my MOMMY!! But I WILL NOT be here if you go blind because you waited for some incompetent doctors to fix you! And HOLY CRAP! If HOLLY GOES BLIND TOO, THAT IS IT! I WILL STRAIGHT UP DISOWN ALLLL OF YOU AND MOVE TO CALIFORNIA! OR CANADA! At least healthcare is FREE up there and Gillian wont be stuck taking care of me when I am old and stubborn and crazy like you!" I bellowed,  all the while laughing, into the phone. Drema was laughing so hard at me, she could barely breathe. She knows I ain't goin' anywhere.
It was then I realized that all the noise outside my office had quieted. I slowwwwlllyyyy peeked around the door and saw that Jennifer and Karrah, my Lincoln County Coworkers were wide-eyed and still, having heard everything I had just screecehd at my mother. The LOOK on their faces was priceless, as they were COMPELTELY unaware that was absolutely teasing Drema. Of coure I want her to take care of herself and I want her to get better but she is a big girl and can and will make her own desicions. Plus, that rotten ol broad is suuuper stubborn and the more you yell at her the deeper she digs into the ground. She is very much like a mule that way. And she knows it. Addressing Jennifer and Karrah I squeaked out a meek "I'm a good daughter?" to which my Mother Dearest said "Yes, you are baby. I love you. I will see you later." With that,  she bossed me around, gave me her grocery list and we hung up.

But seriously you guys. If that lady goes blind, *shudder* I can't even, won't even finish that statement.

Then again, if she can't SEE what we are doingggg... how will she know if we have done it 'right' or at all? We can jsut say "yep, sure did. It looks jjjuuuussttt like you wanted it" I mean, how on earth would she knowwwww....?  Hmmm.......