I was visiting with my mother at work yesterday. She was finishing her last haircut appointment of the day and so I took my dog to the back for a walk.

About 15 minutes into the haircut, her client popped his head out the back door and said “I think your mother is having an emergency and needs you.“

My mother was having a stroke.

We loaded into my car and hauled ass to the emergency room. They rushed her straight back for tests and scans & then we hung out for about six hours.

They decided that they needed to transport her to the hospital downtown for an MRI. Due to recent Covid outbreaks, visiting hours stop at 8 PM and so I was unable to go with her.

I am overwhelmed. I am worried. I am helpless.

I’m getting ready to go to the hospital downtown now. I don’t know why i am writing.

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Being born and raised in the south should have made me more inbred and less tolerant, but something went wrong in the grand scheme of these damned rebels. I am; brutally honest, a bad driver with a record to prove it, a connoisseur of stand-up comedy, the eldest child, an aware procrastinator, semi-sweet, the result of my mother losing her virginity, easily excitable, a lover of music, a pretty shit liar, late to any event no matter what, myself without apology.

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