She doesn’t care

Surgery the 11th and randomly started bleeding really bad. I mean so bad, I was trailing blood through the house but I was being smart and rushing to the bathroom and mainly bled on tile and a dog pad (you know how they pee on pads?) like those things. And my mom followed me into the bathroom yelling at me and was pissed because of the mess I was making not making sure I’m okay or anything. Which directly reminds me of being a kid, breaking my arm, her dragging me in the house and going to bed while I cried. It directly reminds me of her never getting me medical care or giving a damn about me. Just exhausted by it. And I’m stressed enough about the financials of this surgery that came out of freaking nowhere. Cause I want my own life. I would never do that to her. I’d be worried if that happened to her and pushing the doctor.