...chronicling my mother's battle to live with liver disease and raising awareness of hepatic encephalopathy, together.

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Logan Makes It into Mom's Sleep-Convo

A few weeks ago, I attended what I call a dirty girl party. Turns out I'm a prude, so I went with comedy and developed an imaginary slutty version of myself and answered as she would have. I was describing the fun at the party to Mom after I got back, which was around midnight. Conversation as follows:

Me: we played a kind of bingo where we picked 5 numbers between 1 & 20, and then write down a phrase you say during sex. So my phrase was, "it happens to everybody..." That's funny, right?
Mom: it does happen to everybody. That's funny we were just talking about that.
Me: wait...who was talking about that?
Mom: we were. You were just saying how it's medication and talking about it.
Me: ok, I don't know what you're talking about anymore.
Mom: about the facebook.
Me: what? OK, I think you're way too tired and should go to bed now.
Mom: you were just saying how Jenny wrote on facebook that she was your caregiver and talking about it.
Me: what?! Ok, I said none of that and you're not making any sense. Go to bed Ma.
Mom: are you getting up early tomorrow?
Me: why would I do that? It's 12:30 am and I'm so sick I'ma die.
Mom: well sometimes when I'm up late I get up early because Logan said about the referrals.
Me: okay, so I'm not getting up early and you are going to bed now. Goodnight.
Mom: goodnight...I can't get my pen to work.

So you see, it's important to keep a sense of humor. Mom has no recollection of this, but I actually typed the convo out at the time and saved it as a draft until now. I've been very busy lately, but things are picking up again for the show season and I'm even getting business cards for Mom's blog! Remember to join team kathy at the liver life walk. Just follow the link at the top of the page. Witness feeding time at the san diego zoo and feel warm fuzzies for the good deed you've done for those in liver failure who can't walk themselves. Be good to each other.

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