Sick of palying Nurse maid
I am so sick of playing nurse maid that I wish that I could run away and stay away forever. I know that Mom can't help being sick but her depending on me in driving me crazy. She finally went to the doctor today to see what is wrong with her and I hope that she finds out what is going on. I still think that she has a kidney infection or stone, and then ontop of that she had the flu. She has been so wacky and out of her head that I was worried about her that I took her pain pills away from her so that I could monitor them and make sure that she wasn't taking too many. But even with me doing that she still acted like she was drugged up. I don't know what is happening but she needs to get better and go back in her room at night so I can get sleep and rest. I have been going non stop since Friday and I have not had a total of 2 hours myself. Friday, Dad took me shopping, so I could get the weekly stuff, then Saturday, I was going at 7 am, had to change the sheets on my bed and wash those and then I didn't do the laundry last week so I had the laundry to do and that took all day and then had to cook dinner and clean up the kitchen and then Mom was up all night Saturday night/early Sunday and then yesterday she was needy all day and then last night I helped her take a shower and washed her hair for her and then blowed it dry after I got my shower and washed my hair and drying mine. She fianlly slept the biggest part of the night and she was up at 4 and I was in the bathroom and heard a noise andcame out of the bathroom and found her on the floor and had to get Dad to help me get her up. And today I have loaded the dishwahser and run it and then emptied all the trash and cleaned the bird cage and feed her and now I have a few minutes to myself so I decided to update this and I know that it sounds like I am bitching and gripping but I am not I am just venting and this is the only place that I have to do that. I am trying to not hold things against anyone but it is hard not too when Dad does nothing but sit in the chair and make comments and bitch about what I fix for dinner. I had fixed Roast and potatoes, carrots and I listen to what Mom told me to do and the gravy tasted like wall paper paste to me and he agreed and said the meat was not a good cut but he ;liked the way I did it. Oh well I am not looking for praise just a little thank you for doing that for me and I didn't get it . That is life and I am through bitching and Thanks for reading today