Cancelling home care

Nice lady came today to give dad his pills. He refused. Refused lunch as well. Went and got his own pills.

I'm cancelling it.

He can do the day program that's it.

He's on his own, eat whatever you want, take your pills or don't.

Until he gets to completely invalid there's no point having a fight everyday. I give up.

I've got pain in my chest, I cant sleep. I'm on edge all the time.

There is no fucking way he's going into a home. He won't go, he will refuse.

There is absolutely nothing I can fucking do.

I give up. Stop this fucking merry go round and let me off.

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