I've got a new job!

Of course, not! That's a joke.
However, personnal home-nurse really is my new occupation.
Mum broke her left hip on the 5th and we decided that i would care about her until the surgery and even after, until full recovery.
I must confess that, among all this stress, we have a lot of fun together. Nevertheless, i don't want to talk about that.
I want to tell my thoughts about the way some persons react; about what they say or think, considering our situation.
Many of the men and women mum knows ask me how she feels, if she's as alright as possible. Most of them are surprised we didn't call any (real) nurse for help.

[Before writting more, i must tell you that mum only got her surgery on the 15th: 10 days after she broke her bone. During those ten days she wasn't allowed to move a single toe. I had to do everything for her.]

As nice as those persons are, they seem to be surprised that we're so close and that i do all i'm able to for mum. Some of them think i'm wonderful, some others think that what i'm doing is exceptional, uncommon.
Those persons lost their mind.
It's so sad that they think i'm a good son. Of course i try to be good. But it shouldn't be considered that exceptional.
It's a pity that my behaviour is considered as uncommon. On the contrary, it should be considered as a very common and normal behaviour.
Shouldn't everyone of us, as far as he's able to, care about his siblings and make efforts for them?
I know how easier it is to send your grand-parents in an old people's home. How easy it is to go and visit them once in a while.
Family, in an extensive meaning, doesn't exist anymore. Nowadays, we care less and less about our siblings. And that is normal??
I couldn't imagine not to care about my mother, my grand-mother or my brother whenever they would need my help.

Before he died, my grand-father spent four months at the hospital: i spent everyday with him, during those months (apart from ten days. I had no other choice but not being with him). It was a matter of trust and fidelity towards him. I couldn't imagine doing any differently.
My behaviour is no exceptional. I'm no uncommon, i'm just normal. Sadly it seems to me like people think different.
When you love someone, you might suffer for him/her.
Mum needs me et and i'll be there for her as long as she needs me; as far as i'm able to help her efficiently. Dealing with mum and my own schedule is none but my business. Finally, it's no big deal. It only takes a part of my time.

I don't write all this to flatter myself. I don't even want to try to lecture anyone. I only regret some others' kind of selfishness.

Mum's at the hospital at the moment. She'll be back home soon.