Could be hormones, but MIL is driving me nuts today. I had an impossible schedule to meet, with three people needing to be taken to three different places at virtually the same time. I juggled things, called in favors, etc., to handle it all, and had pretty much decided not to take MIL to the Senior Center, although it was Friday. Her home health aid, Devonna was coming to get her showered and ready to go, but it still wasn't going to work well.
So I should have just smiled and said, "OK" when she started saying she didn't want to leave the house today, and that all she does at the Sr. Center is watch television, but instead, I lost my temper. Stupid, but I've heard it a hundred times and I'm sick of it. So I yelled at her, ran a few frustrating errands, came home for a few minutes to eat lunch, and she started in again, asking if I wanted to know WHY she didn't want to go to the Senior Center...
Knew, didn't care...
But she wouldn't stop talking about it, and I lost my temper again. She's going to live forever, and I'm going to give myself a heart attack.
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