Missing My Mom

My mom got her phone disconnected a month ago because she couldn't afford to pay the bill.  For the past week, I have been trying to get in touch with her by calling my dad's cell phone.  For some reason the call wouldn't go through.  So I sent out a search party (my other family members) to make sure she was o.k.  I tried the cell phone again and ohmigod, she answered the phone!  I had never been so relieved in all my life.

That is what I miss about home (Hazel Green, Alabama), my mom.  I have been taking care of her since I was 12 years old.  In 1991 my mother was diagnosed with Histoplasmosis.  It is a disease that normally effects the lungs but there is a small percentage where the disease effects the eyes.  The disease is caused by chicken/bird poop.  Believe it or not, bird poop lets out agents into the air and if it's inhaled, then it sets in.  My mother was raised on a farm.

Since 1991, my mother has had 5 laser surgeries to delay the disease as long as possible.  I have been driving a car since I was 12 years old.  I was writing checks and paying bills at 12 years old.  Anything regarding my mother, I was her care taker.  When I turned 15 I got my first job.  I'd wake at 6am, go to school and get out at 3:15pm.  I was at work by 4pm and worked until close, midnight.  Then it would just repeat.  I did that until the day I moved out.  Even then my life adjusted to her; taking her to doctors appointments, family gatherings, etc.

So, being all the way in Washington State and her in Alabama with no phone, you can see why I would be alittle worried.  We've always poked fun at ourselves, being two peas in a pod.  We were the "The Deaf leading The Blind."  So I feel alittle lost without my sidekick.  Sounds like a movie to me!