Mom said her liver is fucked if she its damaged, and I said it could repair itself. She is said no basically, and then I said only time will tell.
I suggested ginger for her stomach pains, in the dose of 1-4 tsp3x per day, and she said mentioned soda. I said it probably doesn't have real ginger in it, she said yes it does. The last thing I said was that the label will tell all, and said maybe some sodas have real ginger in them. She then followed it up by reading the label, and she was very surprised. Imagine that, the retard autistic wanker (as it is to her), who is supposed be neive, just put one over on his mom, two times. I really wish she would stop using me for her crutch, try and think about how her behavior affected me, and stop with the fantasy.