
I’d like to think I’m more number 1 than 2. Although, I think the extent of my nursing is continually asking the person if they’re okay until they try to launch something at my head.
Also, is it just me, or is there something inherently sad about having a sick parent? My mom came down with a 24 hour stomach bug yesterday, and watching her slow down to a shuffle and sounding like she gargled sandpaper was kinda depressing. Like, she’s not supposed to get sick. She’s my mom. She’s supposed to be the strong one taking care of everyone else. It’s wrong, I tell you, wrong!
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