Not independence exactly

My sister tapped me on the shoulder as I was eating breakfast: I’ll be outside so call me if you need anything.

A little while later, Mom stopped in: I’m just outside so call me if you want me to use the lift to get on the toilet.

I didn’t call either.

It wasn’t a desire for independence exactly. It wasn’t that a I didn’t want to bother them either.

I just wanted to use the toilet when I wanted to, which does sound like independence.

The difference is if I had butler at my beck and call, I would have taken advantage. One could argue that in Mom and my sister, I do have butlers.

I don’t see it that way.

I transferred fine. Going back to my chair my legs buckled.

Fortunately, Fame barked, Mom walked in and got my sister.

Oh,damn it all.