People pleaser

i guess she's where i learned it from - we're both people pleasers, to a fault. don't mind me, i'm fine, don't worry about me. problem is, she's lying in that bed, grimacing in pain and there's not a damned thing i can do about it. we hit the call light for the nurse, and when she comes in mom tells her she's fine now, nothing's bothering her. dammit, i know that's not the truth, but she'd rather not be a bother even if it's the JOB of these people to do things for her to ease her pain.

her right side is useless - i suppose that's because tumors are on the left side of her brain? she can't move her arm, her hand, her leg, her foot - no matter how much she tries. she tells me it's the weirdest sensation, to be trying to move and it just won't happen.