I dont know what to say. Speechless.
I dun got the Covid. Test came back positive.
I have been feeling a tiny bit worse. Bad cold. Little dizzy. Dayquil not much help.
She says, hanging onto the line. Everything is going to be MILD.
Damn, I got good instincts to get tested at first sign!
For that I mentally dance. *shimmy*
So...other than my mother deciding that my day long frustration with hours of hold with the medical professionals can all be SOLVED by her googling the front page of the company's website "oh here's their phone nuumber, dear!"
And then she and my brother taking it upon themselves to call MY phone company and arranging an appointment for them to come into MY house to install internet mom decides I need? Ignoring //everything// I say?
Yeah. I AM NOT DYING BEFORE YOU, YOU BITCH.
"This I swear by....the staaaaaaaaaaars!"