Drove the parent into the doc’s office today, which was harrowing enough, but then she fell trying to get up a step into the house and we spent half an hour outside waiting for EMTs to arrive.
When we explained to her that this is why we need more help with her care and hey, I’m depressed, she thought that was a ridiculous idea because ‘other people manage just fine, I don’t ask that much of you, if you just tried harder and got up at 8am like normal people, everything would be fixed.’ And I’m just so fucking tired. -A