Please God No
Mom said something yesterday that absolutely devastated me.
She admitted to the pain doctor that she has to sit "just so" when driving because sometimes her ankle hurts if she pulls back a certain way, making it hard to move her foot from the gas pedal to the brake pedal.
While she was getting her shot, I sat in the waiting room and wept. I tried our doctor's office, but knew the answering service would be on. I knew that if I left a message she would surely call me back while we were still together and how would I explain that to mom?
So I wrote a note to the pain doctor. I asked her to tell our doctor what mom said. I told her that she drives a 26-mile round trip to work four days a week. That her "confession" scared me.
The day we take away my mom's car keys is the day I might as well kill her.