Auntsi

In regards to your most recent diatribe against my mother and I.

She did not, as you put it, run away and leave her baby sister alone to watch her mother's legs rot off.

First of all, you spent your time hiding at Auntie's house refusing to deal with the situation at hand. You hemmed and hawed and refused to cooperate until my mother's ticket ran out, and she had to leave.

Remember this?

"Hi this is doctor L**** calling I want to speak to a real nurse..."

I have to tell ya, when I told the nursing staff you weren't a "real" doctor they had a good laugh. A piece of advice from someone who isn't a nurse, but knows a few good ones, its the nursing staff you want to cultivate when sick, not the doctor who pokes her head in once a week. No, its the nursing and nursing assistance staff that do the dirty day in, day out work. Throwing your weight around as a "Doctor" when you are "just a vet" is freaking hilarious when you insist the way you do, that my mother isn't a real nurse.

I tried to honor Granny's will with you, you walked out on me, remember your insults to me? Remember my heart broken plea, "Please Auntsi don't do this? don't shut me out, don't go please don't goooo!" And then you went.

All Granny wanted was for you and mom to put aside your differences just long enough to wish her a common farewell, but you, Auntsi, not I, not my mom, prevented that.

You have done your darndest your whole life, to distance yourself from us, by us I mean Granny, Mom, and Me, and then after the eleventh hour has come and gone and you've missed your chance to join us in unity and carrying out her last wishes, you begin to pull that baby sister act. It doesn't fly.

You need to get a grip on reality Auntsi, you created this situation, not us.