Snow White
On the Mad Tea Party Ride
Amann, I sure hope that when I get to the 'young age' of 71 years that I am not continuing to enable my daughter! I'm already tired. I can't imagine doing that for another 20 years. You deserve peace and quiet.
Well, stuff is hitting the proverbial fan. Just when I was feeling sad and guilty, along came the daughter - all drugged up after surgery. She has found a great following on social media. Facebook (various endometriosis and travel groups), GoFundMe, etc. Her "friends" have managed to raise almost $2600 for her. They are contacting government agencies, etc. They are trying to say that she needs to be transferred to another hospital for care and that the ambulance fee is $2500, the surgery was $1800 and the hospital stay is $2000. Ambulance fee of $2500?
Additionally (and this is no joke), a Ugandan medical official contacted someone in the endometriosis group. He stated that they have a girls' school in a town there that is building a new travel hostel. They want to name the hostel after my daughter. Yes, really. Daughter had the requested relayed to her. Her response, "I'll do it only if they include my story, interview me and showcase my story."
The 3 people I mentioned in the previous post (Peace Corps person, lawyer and travel friend) have all removed themselves from daughter and her issues. They cite that, "the time we spent with her was incredibly difficult; she was very hostile and needing constant input. Also, it was a routine surgery to remove an ovarian cyst - she will leave the hospital in 2 to 3 days. The GofundMe page has grossly overestimated the amount of funds needed (I was the one who translated the cost of surgery to give to D.)." They will not return to the hospital to see her.
No sepsis. No septic shock. No emergency surgery. No endometriosis.
I'm getting all of this information from sources she doesn't know about. She thinks all I know is what I can see on the GoFundMe page (she's blocked me from FB).
She sent the nastiest of nastiest messages to a good family friend of ours. She hasn't contacted me after her last rude email but I think she is keeping me in her back pocket for now. She'll try and see what she can guilt me into.
Yup - she's back! I'm feeling calm, cool and collected today because I have my detachment tools at hand and I have this group!
Happy Monday!
Well, stuff is hitting the proverbial fan. Just when I was feeling sad and guilty, along came the daughter - all drugged up after surgery. She has found a great following on social media. Facebook (various endometriosis and travel groups), GoFundMe, etc. Her "friends" have managed to raise almost $2600 for her. They are contacting government agencies, etc. They are trying to say that she needs to be transferred to another hospital for care and that the ambulance fee is $2500, the surgery was $1800 and the hospital stay is $2000. Ambulance fee of $2500?
Additionally (and this is no joke), a Ugandan medical official contacted someone in the endometriosis group. He stated that they have a girls' school in a town there that is building a new travel hostel. They want to name the hostel after my daughter. Yes, really. Daughter had the requested relayed to her. Her response, "I'll do it only if they include my story, interview me and showcase my story."
The 3 people I mentioned in the previous post (Peace Corps person, lawyer and travel friend) have all removed themselves from daughter and her issues. They cite that, "the time we spent with her was incredibly difficult; she was very hostile and needing constant input. Also, it was a routine surgery to remove an ovarian cyst - she will leave the hospital in 2 to 3 days. The GofundMe page has grossly overestimated the amount of funds needed (I was the one who translated the cost of surgery to give to D.)." They will not return to the hospital to see her.
No sepsis. No septic shock. No emergency surgery. No endometriosis.
I'm getting all of this information from sources she doesn't know about. She thinks all I know is what I can see on the GoFundMe page (she's blocked me from FB).
She sent the nastiest of nastiest messages to a good family friend of ours. She hasn't contacted me after her last rude email but I think she is keeping me in her back pocket for now. She'll try and see what she can guilt me into.
Yup - she's back! I'm feeling calm, cool and collected today because I have my detachment tools at hand and I have this group!
Happy Monday!