My daughter (17 now) was diagnosed with a degenerative illness in late childhood.
Last night, whilst out for a friend's birthday, I was approached by the (now retired) practise nurse at the surgery, offering condolences. She said - in front of work colleagues and assorted acquaintances - "oh Maggie my heart sank when I saw the results of X's blood tests" - leaving me having to then have to go into more detail than is required about my child's health and prognosis.
AIBU to think she should just fuck right off?