I run into the kitchen and mom is lying on the floor where she'd slipped in some water that D had spilled from the sink. S and D were trying to pull her up and I couldn't even get to her to help her up. I told S to let me through and to stop trying to yank mom up by her arms and the girl wouldn't listen and kept pulling up until mom was up and leaning on her (though the girl did. Thankfully mom wasn't hurt too badly by the fall or the help but that pissed me off that S wouldn't listen to me about it. Mom didn't argue against the lift up because she a little busy due to the pain/getting breath knocked out of her. She sat down and took an extra pain pill while I finished up cooking dinner for her. She doesn't seem to be having too much trouble this morning with her hip but I told her that she should be taking it easy instead of fretting over her evil sister coming to visit tonight.
Not related to the above but mom has decided that S has to find Ozzy a new home. Because the little bugger is chewing up everything that isn't placed high enough away from him. Which doesn't give us much choice because he's figured out how to climb up on the furniture.
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