Anyways, I had reasons... main one being, surgery! Had a carpal tunnel release on my right hand, and guess who is right handed?? Me :)
It funny you know - how easily we find out how much we matter, or if we don't at all?
A couple months ago I remember getting a call from my Mom (almost frantic), she was headed to the ER to meet my brother - he had stomach pains. Um, ok.... keep me posted.
Any time my siblings bang a toe my Mom is running off.
So, here is me, a week before surgery - "Do you think you or Dad can take me for my surgery? I might need to be there as early as 6am, but i'm not sure. And I really don't want to take the bus if i'm going to be sedated." - "I'll ask your father."
Text message the next day - "Dad said yes, lucky for you he is even more crabby early in the morning." Oh yay!!!
Night before surgery - "Hey Dad, surgery is at 9am, they said I should only be there for an hour and a half tops. I don't know if you want to wait for me, or..." (before I can finish) ".... I'm not bringing you home. I said I would drop you off, thats it." ..... *dumbfounded* "... I cant take the bus home if I'm on medication, I don't know how I would even walk to the bus, its half a mile away from the hospital." ..... "I'll drop you off, but I'm not taking you home, I have things to do."
WOW, wtf?!?!
Call my mom - "Did you tell Dad I only needed a ride to the hospital?" ... "Yea, you said you didn't know if you could get a ride that early." .... "Mom, I'm having surgery, how am I supposed to get home if I'm out of it?" ..... "Well I didn't know you needed a ride home too!!!"
Fuck it. Seriously.
You can run run run to any of your other kids, but here I am, asking a week in advance, and, you just can't. I seriously feel like I'm the illegitimate child - the one who they can't be bothered with.
I mean, do they get it? Or no?
I can't imagine treating one child better than the other!! I already have guilt over providing my youngest a better life by placing him in adoption - I can't imagine feeling content with keeping your child at arms length.
Remember all those things I'm supposed to tell you, and not supposed to tell you?
Well, tonight;
What I'm supposed to tell you is my parents have a very busy life, that leaves little time for much else.
What I'm not supposed to tell you is, they are only busy when it comes to me.
Peace.
Out.
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