So my mother had surgery yesterday morning (LONG)

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Who knew? She had mentioned that the doctor thought she should have her gallbladder removed. I know all about that as I went through a really difficult experience with mine. She said it didn't to seem super awful so the surgeon she saw said that he believed he could do it laparoscopically. (mine was an open cholecystectomy which made for a difficult recovery) I had thought that they were doing it pretty quickly. I called her like 2 weeks ago just to see what was going on (we aren't a mother/daughter who speaks every day). Honestly I don't think I've even seen her since her last visit when I was at the day spa. Anyway I digress. I asked her how the surgery went and she said it wasn't until she got back from Turks and Caicos with my sister's family and my mother's best friends. Well then I was pissed because they booked another tropical trip all together and no one bothered to ask me if wanted to go. I couldn't have gone because I don't get vacation days but still it is just the principle of the thing. So I was at work yesterday and received a text from her best friend (my second mom) saying that my mother was out of surgery, the procedure went well, and they were hoping to get her home by 4pm which meant it was indeed a laparoscopic procedure. She didn't call me before she left for her trip. She didn't call me before her surgery. She didn't even tell me what day it was scheduled for. I've written here before about how I am always not just an afterthought but the LAST thought. My mother lives with my sister and her family in a million dollar Victorian home in a posh small town. I knew that my second parents would be there keeping an eye on her and then my sister would be there so I didn't feel the need to go visit just yet. I also didn't call yesterday because I figured she would be tired and in some pain and I didn't want to disturb her. Plus you never know when she is going to get nasty with me and I had already had a rough day. I did text her the first time I had a break at work. I just said that I hope she was feeling as well as could be possible after surgery. She responded a couple of hours that the surgery had no complications and that she had a marble-sized stone as well as lots of "sludge" in there. Normally I'd be bringing a meal and some basic snacks to help her out after the procedure. I don't need to with her because like I said she lives with my sister and her best friends are always up her ass. I'll visit her or take her out for lunch/dinner when she can handle that. Even though the surgery was minimally invasive I can't imagine recovery is easy at the age of 73.