My mom is freaking out because she can’t find the banana bread she just baked so now she thinks she imagined making it the entire time and that she’s going mad when in reality I stole the banana bread from the kitchen after it was done and now I’m currently eating it as she has a meltdown in the kitchen
Update: half of the bread is gone and so is all of my mom’s dignity
some people’s voices are just very appealing. you can’t explain it. there is no way to describe it. it’s just like. how. why. why does your voice do things to me. why does it make me feel things. why. how. why
I am an ER nurse. I am so tired of bringing a patient meds and having the whole family ask “Did the doctor recommend that?” No, the janitor thought some norepinephrine might fix your mom’s BP of 50/10, but she seemed pretty confident so I went with it.