Well yes, i know i am actually but OMG she is driving me up the fecking wall!!!
My mother is possibly the most generous person i know, she will do anything for anyone (providing you are not in her bad books - an easy place to get to!). She has bailed us out financially more times than i care to mention over the past few years and never accepts any returns.
BUT FFS, she is so blooody unreasonable!!
She is getting on and not in the best of health. She can become seriously ill quickly, its easy to fix but she needs to be hospitalised. So, this happens a few weeks back, i recognise the signs, pack her off to hospital, despite her protestations, just as well, crisis looming. So, shes fine, receives appropriate treatment, gets better, decides she doesnt want to be in hospital, wants to come home, can't actually stay in her bed as she has to sneak off for crafty fag or twenty. When the doctor comes to make assesment, thats right, shes not there, doctor doesnt make it back that day, we arrive in the evening (dp and i both suffering with terrible gastric flu and feeling like shit) to be greeted with her in an erupting rage about lack of doctors return and wanting to discharge herself against medical advice. Effing and blinding at the poor nurses, generally showing me up, i try and calm the situation, but it escalates to the point where i have to agree to bring her home. Her behaviour was atroucious, however it is partly down to her condition so i explain to the nurses, apologise profusely and take her home. Only for her to moan that her house wasn't tidied properly (never mind that i had spent the entire day cleaning up shit where she had accidents etc (she had gastric flu but couldnt get to toilet), walking her dog, feeding her bastard cats etc etc - despite having flu myself and a two year old dd). She gets into such a temper i have to leave, so end up worried all night that she is going to get sick again, no one to watch her. Next day, its as if nothing happened, nice as pie, no fucking apology though. DP takes MORE time off work to ferry her to and from doctor, he doesnt mind but she shoulc have been in hospital still.
So, that passes, shes back to her normal, ish, lovely self.
Then she gets into a temper over a fall out with her sister (she has managed to alienate her entire family and i am an only child so all the shite lands in my lap) and i have her ranting on the phone to me for hours on end repeating the same shit over and over. I can't offer a solution, there isnt one, so she accuses me of not caring, not believing her etc. Slams phone down - phew, at least i can now get on with my own life for fime minutes.
Today, she rings me in a spitting temper because i dared not to be in when she called and my mobile was on charge, she had a form to fill in from the council, it had to be done TODAY and how dare i just bugger off with DD, you know, to her baby music group which she loves! when she is trying to fucking ring me. I calm her down enough and say, dont worry bring the form round, i'll deal with it. I've dealt with it, its sorted, took me two minutes, i notice she had 21 days to sort it, not one!
I don't mind doing stuff for her, she has done loads for me, still does actually, i really really dont mind, but she is just impossible! You phone her and ask her if she wants anything from shops, or if she wants to be taken shopping, she says no, wont be persuaded, then tells people she gets no help.
What has really really pissed me off is this attitude over the phone calls, i cannot be home 24/7 just to listen to her moaning on. I have dd who has bad cold, i have a DP with whom i have a fucked relationship due to all the pressures we have been under as a family recently. My mother has definately not helped. Why can't she just bloody well grow up and realise that i cant just drop everything everytime she gets a bee in her bonnet. I do appreciate she is ill sometimes, i do know she is on her own and probably extremely lonely. My eldest DD more or less lives with her to keep half an eye on her (shes 17) but to be honest shes off with her mates etc and at college. She probably does miss my dad who died two years ago, i know i do. But she was the same with him, she made his life hell until the poor bastard finally went mad (alzheimers) and died, i can't help but resent this.
So now i am tempted to switch my bloody phone off and not answer the door and yes, i know im being ungrateful and unreasonable but my god, i only have so much bloody rope left.