Miscommunication

The proper title for this post should be "Complete and Utter Lack of Communication".  But miscommunication is shorter.

To add more drama to the previous post Tim's Mom fell at work the other day.  She broke two bones in her leg and had to have surgery.  Guess who called and told Tim?

His Step-Dad?
Nope.

One of his brothers?
Nope.

His Step-sister?
Nope.

His Dad?
Nope.

His Mom?
Yup.

You read that right.  Tim's Mom called him from her hospital room the morning after her surgery to let him know that she'd been injured and had surgery.  And this is pretty much how it goes on that side of his family.  If anything happens, his Mom calls him afterwards to let him know about it.  And don't jump to sweet conclusions that nobody wants him to worry, because that has nothing to do with it.  No one seems to think he needs to know since he's out-of-town.  His Mamaw is in the ICU?  His Mom will call after a couple of days (even if the doctor doesn't know if she'll make it through the night).

I. Just. Don't. Get. It!

Of course if I were on the outside looking in I'd think that Tim was very lucky he got a call from his brother to let him know about his Dad's heart attack. But I'm on the inside so I know that the reason that happened is because there is no one adult enough to take care of things for his Dad (disability, bills, locking up his keys and wallet so the loser family members don't steal his vehicle and money).

What is wrong with these people?!?!?!  Ugh!!!

I've decided that when I see Tim's Step-Dad at the boys' party I'm going to take him aside.  I want to make sure he has ALL of our contact numbers in his telephone and emphasize the importance of CALLING if anything happens to a family member.  I know the man has been married at least 5 times and still has children coming out of the woodwork, but come on!

I just had to get that out.  I feel better now.  No really!  I feel relieved!  I promise my next post will be much nicer and not so woe-is-me-my-in-laws-suck. :-)