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Everything is a fight

 Came upstairs this morning to go to the bathroom and get ready for work.  He's busy slamming drawers in his room.  SOMEONE STOLE HIS WALLET! 

I calmly said, I need to go and I can help you afterwards.  

Everything is a fight. 

Went to the doctor yesterday, which wasn't great.  I talked with the doctor myself for a few minutes.  Told him he wasn't taking his pills etc.  Asked what was next for us.  We can technically drop him off at emergency and just say "we are done, caregiver failure".  By the sounds of it, it would not be a long term respite just a couple of days.  The doctor didn't have any notes about home care, basically he's waiting.  We can technically expedite the process by dropping him off. 

I talked about the bank and how they need something in writing.  He said he would gladly sign a piece of paper for the bank as dad should not be writing cheques.  Unfortunately  no official diagnosis. 

I'm honestly pissed off that no one will pull the trigger on this. 

I emailed the bank. 

I also dropped off the disability tax credit for the doc to fill out.  He will sign that! it's costing $100.  FFS.

dad told me the following in the car " he was asking me to take more pills, i don't want to.  he's just trying to make extra cash.  I'm going back to Alberta".  He also asked about his drinking and Dad straight up lied about it, as per conversation in car on way home. 
he thanked me for taking him and said he was sorry he was a pain. 

I have my reservations about saturday, but whatever.  We will see what happens.  

I'll continue to try and "have a good day". 







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