Omg… my brother calls me at 11p.m. and says, "What hospital is mom at?" You have got to be kidding me. He knew way before I did where my mother was transferred too last night. He called Henry Ford to talk to my mom and he didn't spell out her last name right so they told him she wasn't there at 11p.m. Now he thinks he's going to use that to cover his butt all day long when it just happened. He's going to post something along the lines of, "I couldn't find my mom today, I had no idea where she was at and she had a procedure and now my sister is blaming me for stuff"… I guarantee. I will be made out to be the bad person when he's the one who sat around and did nothing. Grrr. Sorry FB… I'm having a bad day!
Originally posted on Facebook on February 19, 2013.
