My mom was the opposite. A core memory of mine was being dropped off late (she'll be late to her own funeral... 1.5 hours of makeup and prep to drop us off at school and then go home. She's a narcissist if you didn't figure that out already. My dad too) with what was probably 24 hour stomach flu.

I went to my first period class, sat down, and promptly projectile vomited onto the floor beside my desk.

I took out half the class with whatever I had the day after. And of course admin tried to make it my fault when i'm just a kid with self absorbed morons for parents...