Angry

I'm really angry today for having 2.5 years of my life stolen from me. I'm really angry that I have to go back to the specialist this week for a follow up, and who knows what else. I'm really angry that it's just assumed that I'm the one to assume all of dads medical treatments. I'm really angry about the bondage I've been put into. I'm really angry that I have to see this through till the bitter end, that no one can get me out of this situation but me, and that the worst is yet to come.

I dont think dads nurse brought down his 8pm pill. He has a new nurse and I don't think she's been brought up to speed. I had a 10 minute argument with him when I was at a friend's house, trying to determine if she forgot or if he didn't know what was going on. So he's missed his 8pm pill I think. Im angry that I've been left to deal with the pills. I'm angry I have to start the day by calling him at 8am and invariably having an argument with him about taking the pills... always having to ask the question two or three ways to determine whether or not he has taken it, because he says yes, no, yes and I can't ever be sure. I'm angry I have to drop everything at 8pm to call him again to make him take his pill, and go through the argument again. At least there are nurses there at 12 and 4 to handle those pills. To which I'm still getting the question: 'When are we going to cut back on the nurses?'

So yes, I'm pretty angry. I'm trying to improve on that.