I’m not an awful person I am just over-tired and completely stressed.
The new gate for the stairs arrived today–I love Amazon! I have it installed and the old bent to shit one is out on the porch waiting for Thursday’s trash pick up.
The living room is mostly vacuumed and dusted and I am making inroads in the kitchen and my bedroom.
I’ve had one call after another today starting at 8 a.m. (2 hours before my alarm goes off.) Needless to say I was barely coherent or civil to the whatever the hell she was from the hospital. I made sure she put do not call wife before 10 a.m. on his chart.
A doctor (neurologist?) called about 10 or so.
A rehab facility called around 1.
Another one called around 2.
I told each of them I am tired of dealing with his stubbornness, they can talk it all over with him, when he makes a decision, they can let me know…