Unfiltered Story #250331

(I’m a respite worker. One of my clients suffers from frequent seizures. After my shift one day, the mother of my client makes small talk on my way out.)
MOTHER: So, [my name]. Did you see the blood…?
(I start freaking out inwardly. Did she have another fall? She didn’t seize during my shift. How did she hurt herself? When did she hurt herself? How did I not notice that she was bleeding? I cleaned up after my shift and I didn’t see blood on her seats. Where was she bleeding? How bad is she bleeding?)
MOTHER: … moon?
ME: *immediately relieved* Oh! The super blood wolf moon last night! Yes, I saw it!