Some of you know that Mary and I and Mary and Debra had a problem the weekend before Mom passed away. Here is my side of the story.
On Friday January 27, 2017 I called Mary and ask her why she was thinking about moving Mom home. Note here: Hospice had already started taking care of Mom. As soon as I ask the question Mary started yelling at me about Debra telling me what she was up to. As soon as she took a big enough breath, I told her it was not Debra who told me. Then she started yelling at me about Chrissy (Debra's youngest) telling me.
She contenued to yell at me, but it was now directed at me. She said this is why I did not want you to know what I was up to, because I knew you where going to start something. What she was saying got so bad that I hung up on her. Well she just called back and continued to yell at me. I hung up a second time and she just called back and contenued to yell and scream at me.
She told me that she was the Leasehold on Mom's apartment and that she wanted me out today. I told her that mom had paid the rent till the end of the month and I would leave Tuesday and I did.
I am not use to calling someone to ask a question and get what I got from Mary and to get run out of the place I have called home for seven years and eight months without any warning. I will not speak to Mary for a long time. This is why I am on the street.
I took care on Mom for seven years eight months and this is the thanks that I get. My sisters gave me no help till the day before Mom went to the hospital. They did not want to be bothered with Mom, but I have no regerts. I gave Mom the best care I could give her.
I don't know what the problem between Debra and Mary is, but Toney (Debra's Husband) told me that Debra will not speak to Mary for a very long time if ever.
I don't know what Mary's problem is or was, but she has got Debra and me not wanting to talk to her. Mary can be a pain in the rear, but this was just plain stuiped.