First Major Awkwardness

Amazingly, the first major akwardness I've eperienced here has almost nothing to do with Grandma.  This morning Grandma is playing bridge with some lady friends and this afternoon she has an appointment with her GP.  I was going to be alone in the house, but Mona showed up earlier than she was supposed to today, and that's fine with me, except that now we're alone in the house TOGETHER. 

This isn't awkward in itself, we're both grown-ups with shit to do.  It only got awkward when I told her I was glad she was going to the doctors appointment, also.  Before Grandma took off for bridge the three of us had a conversation about this appointment and who should go.  It was decided that all of us should be there, but Grandma for some reason had wanted to exclude Mona.  This puts me in an incredily uncomfortable spot.  Now I'm an enemy.  Screw you, Grandma!  I tried to make it clear to Mona that I'm on her side, I think it's important she go to these things.  I want her around.  I don't approve of Grandma's cutbacks and cutting corners. Mona, however, doesn't speak very good english and she's worried about her job.  And I get it, but I'm really not a threat.  I couldn't make her understand.  My casual comment about Grandma's battiness opened a can of worms that, let's face it, is probably better opened sooner rather than later.  I just didn't want to deal with this, oh, ever?

So today we're all going to the doctor for a fairly trivial follow-up appointment that really doesn't need to be this tense.  God help us when Grandma has her cataract surgery in September.