Adventures in the Shitsplatter Chalet

While my Mom is physically doing well after the surgery, she's really worried about how things are going to go once I'm gone. She's very overweight and has trouble walking when her feet *haven't* just had surgery, and now she isn't allowed to put any weight on her left foot for six weeks. We've made a lot of progress in setting up the house for her to be able to get around with a wheelchair, and she's been through this entire same process once before, but I can't blame her for being worried. She does have several good friends and neighbors nearby to help her, and I've also decided I'm going to skip out on the last day of PBF to come up and visit her on Mother's Day, but deliberate or not, she's laying a *huge* guilt trip on me. She's the kind of person who deliberately talks clearly and loudly on the phone to the person at the other end within my hearing so put social pressure on me, orders me around rather than making requests (most of the time, she is improving) and passive-aggressively gets angry at me when I don't do things I wasn't able to read from her mind.
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Go, Ford, Go!

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Let's hear it for Detroit!