My Mom Is My Best Friend

It’s been fun watching my mom in action over the past week and a half in the hospital. I’m obviously biased and think my mom rocks but it’s especially cool seeing other people embrace my mother and take her under their wings.

My mom is a bit sassy to say the least. I get a lot of my traits from her…a bit of sarcasm, quick wit, kindness, and the ability to laugh at myself. Despite the pain of the cancer and the annoyance of all the drugs (she absolutely hates being all doped up and not being 100% coherent) she’s still making semi-crass comments, laughing, and taking this all in stride.

As you can imagine, we’ve seen over a dozen nurses and techs over this time, as well as the surgeon, a few oncologists, and a couple other random doctors. It’s been quite clear to us (“us” being myself and my two aunts who are here) that my mom has become their “pet project”. The doctors are quite wonderful and are laying the smack down with various labs or other doctors if my mother has to sit around too long waiting for a procedure. The nurses seem to enjoy coming in to see this usually lively patient of theirs. It just makes me so very happy to see that even in a time of shock and yuckiness (I know…so eloquent, eh?) that she can keep her wit and continue to positively influence those around her.

Yet another reason my mom is my best friend…you can’t help liking her. She’s got me under her spell just like everyone else. *smile*

Tell us a good story of how your mother wows all those that are around her.

side note – I just realized this would be one of those “it’s good to stay positive and be a good person” stories that are usually featured in Wax Porhetoric. If you need more positive affirmations head on over there and ponder the goodness of life.