Setting the stage for this... Because I had multiple appointments, one considered a cardiovascular procedure, I had to have a driver for the second day. The hospital I receive care from is about two hours away from home. I had to work the day prior to the two days of appointments, and I have a friend who lives an hour and half from work, and about two hours away from the hospital as well, but was willing to take me for my appointments. So... The plan was that I would leave work at 5ish, take a conference call that would last most of the way to my friend's, stay the night there, and then we would leave his home at 8am to make my first appointment with my surgeon, then roll across town to another campus to meet my new specialist, then spend a lovely day shopping and eating at great seafood places. I made reservations for a lovely historic inn that was close to the waterfront, and the next morning we had to be at a third hospital location for my testing at 7:30am, and we would continue shopping (and EATING) and then head back to my friend's home, and I would decide from there if I were up to the 2 hour drive home that night, or I would drive to work from his place the next morning.
So, now, the only reason all of this is germane to this blog is I had mentioned my appointments multiple times in passing to my mother, usually in reference to my desire to begin running again. I also decided to call her Tuesday morning (unusual since I called her on Monday morning) and to tell her again that I was A) Leaving for my friend's after work; B) I had a call that I would not be available 'on the road' just in case she had ideas of a captive audience; and C) that I would be unavailable for the remainder of the week, most likely until Friday afternoon.
I get a text from one of office folks after 6:30pm last night. My hoarding mother had called the office, catching this person as she walked out the door (she normally leaves at 5pm or so). She did not ask for me, did not appear to listen to when my coworker answered and introduced herself by first name, asking for this coworker (who has worked with me for 10 years now) and merely giving her (my mother's) first name. When that did not bring down the confetti and party favors of recognition, she said 'Lisabeth's mother'. She asked if I was okay and/or in town and alluded to 'she knows we sometimes get into things together' (she does not know SHIT). She stated I 'call her every day' (untrue) She stated that she was 'forgetful' and I might have told her... My coworker told her politely that I was out of town, she was not sure where, perhaps a conference. She ended the call, and I called her back as soon as I got her text. Needless to say, after her other stunts of calling my work and confusing/scaring my staff, she knows she is NOT to call work. But she did anyway. My friend and his mother made several observations:
- Why did she not just call me to start with?
- Why did she not call either or both days to check in how my appointments went and how I was?
- If she was so concerned about me, and felt she had to call my office, why did she not ask for me? The coworker was the only person there, so she did not call earlier or talk to someone else.
UPDATE- the next morning, which is a Saturday, she called my cell phone all-a-flutter at 8:30am. My coworker (the same as mentioned above) and I were enroute to an event we had to staff, but she did not know that. A ground delivery company had left a note that a delivery had been attempted. She called the delivery company and grilled them, and got the sender information. I looked it up for her, and it is a marketing company, so it is most likely something from AARP or some crap she has signed up for to get a 'free' premium of some sort. I let her know that it was not anything 'nefarious' and she needed to decide what she wanted to do, I was out. I ended the call.
Ai yi yi.