My grandmother, as shown in these stories, is a total drama queen and also kind of insane. If we had the money, we would stick her in a home in a heartbeat.
One day, my brother and his girlfriend are in the living room and Grandma is in the kitchen. The girlfriend sneezes a grand total of once. A few days later, Grandma starts to feel sick. Grandma is convinced the girlfriend got her sick even though she and no one else in the house is sick. Her only symptom is a bit of diarrhea which, as far as we can tell only lasted a day or two, but that could’ve easily come from something she ate because she tends to put her food directly on the counters or on the microwave tray; she doesn’t believe in using napkins or plates when preparing her food. She’s also not the best at washing her hands properly. Either way, she doesn’t come downstairs for almost a week.
Once again, she fails to understand that just because Dad works from home, it does not mean he’s available. Dad starts work around 5:00 or 5:30 in the morning, and he’s done by 2:00 pm. Dad tells Grandma not to schedule any doctor visits, virtual or in person, before 2:00 pm. Twice, she “forgets” about this. The third time, she does actually manage to schedule a virtual visit for 4:30 pm, but the doctor never answers. When she does finally manage to get into a virtual appointment, she tells the doctor how awful her symptoms are and that she has a high fever despite never once taking her temperature.
Fast forward a few days to Christmas. My uncle and cousins come over to visit, so Grandma manages to drag her sick self downstairs because she’s suddenly feeling well enough for company. Now, Grandma calls one of my cousins on a near daily basis and tells her everything. This cousin had to learn the hard way to call us for the real story because of how badly Grandma spins everything.
Anyway, we’re talking, and my cousin asks my brother about his girlfriend.
Brother: “She’s spending Christmas with her family in Maryland. I’ll see her tomorrow.”
Cousin: “I hope she’s feeling better.”
Brother: “Huh?”
Cousin: “Grandma said she was sick.”
Brother: “No, she’s not sick. She was never sick.”
Grandma: “Yes, she was. She gave me whatever she had.”
Brother: “She was never sick! I don’t know how you got sick, but it wasn’t from [Girlfriend].”
Mom quickly changed the subject because she didn’t want to start a big argument in front of everyone. Later, my uncle — who swore he would never take her to another doctor’s appointment ever again — agreed to start taking her to doctor appointments again.
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