Wednesday, February 21, 2007

I'm sick of cleaning up shit. Mom has been messing her pants, why I don't know. She eats practically nothing. It gets all over the toilet. her clothes and the floor too. She hates it as much as I do. She gets angry at me and yells at me too. Last Sunday I lost my patience and I yelled at her. I was the one who refused to change diapers when I babysat. Now she's in bed after fussing about her one sock (the one she got shit on) was missing. I think that I need to call the doctor about this diarrhea thing.

Today I made a followup appointment for a mammogram for her. I made the mistake of telling her about it and now she's worried about it. Her mind gets so messed up and she associates the wrong things with the actual problem.

Today she was disoriented when I called her this afternoon. She was wondering where I was and I told her I was at work. She said OK and hung up on me.

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