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How to put this: everything is shit. Dad is now so anxious about side effects, he won't take anything. He is in so much pain he wants to die.
My mother finally called and asked for a scrip for anxiety meds for herself, but due to some stupid law here, even if the doctor's office is open on Saturday, she can only pick it up M-F, which she must do in person b/c it's a CONTROLLED SUBSTANCE, OMG ZOMBIES. (Apparently, they have rather expanded the list of what is controlled here in this neck of the woods.) While I suspect this has to do with the office's need to prove they have controlled and tracked EVERY SINGLE THING THEY'VE EVER WRITTEN, it totally sucks. Also, I could fucking care less about who's addicted to pain meds, right now, because it is interfering with people who need meds getting them. Congratulations, lawmakers, your War on Drugs has collateral damage, but that's ok because you've PROTECTED US FROM OURSELVES, useless sheep that we all are.
Pause for breath...also, this is your opportunity to run away.
My mother intelligently tries to push my dad to do some things that will help him, and to cope with some of the downsides of even the helpful things. However, even though she kept talking about calling supportive/palliative care, she never did because my dad kept saying he didn't want to talk to them. She knows that they also support the family. She has pushed on other things. Why in Eru's name did she not do this? She said she would call yesterday, again, but she didn't. Now, she says she will call Monday.
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I swear to god, even if she hates me forever, I am dialing the gd phone and putting it in her hand if she doesn't do this Monday morning. (I can't be the one calling and setting it up as a first contact, although I fully intend to infiltrate the hell out of this so I can do things if they are so distressed they aren't doing things that need to be done.)
I know I fucked up on the whole personal career track being employed thing. I know I need to be more aggressive about fixing that. I really do not need to hear that my mother doesn't want me around because my father is using me against her (Such dysfunction. So therapy. Wow). I know the best thing I could possibly do for everyone is get my life straightened out and get a job. Thanks. I am more than capable of feeling like a big, fat failure all by my onesies, tysvm.
Insert random string of curse words here. It turns out I've pretty much used up my severely limited range in that regard in the above posting.
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How to put this: everything is shit. Dad is now so anxious about side effects, he won't take anything. He is in so much pain he wants to die.
My mother finally called and asked for a scrip for anxiety meds for herself, but due to some stupid law here, even if the doctor's office is open on Saturday, she can only pick it up M-F, which she must do in person b/c it's a CONTROLLED SUBSTANCE, OMG ZOMBIES. (Apparently, they have rather expanded the list of what is controlled here in this neck of the woods.) While I suspect this has to do with the office's need to prove they have controlled and tracked EVERY SINGLE THING THEY'VE EVER WRITTEN, it totally sucks. Also, I could fucking care less about who's addicted to pain meds, right now, because it is interfering with people who need meds getting them. Congratulations, lawmakers, your War on Drugs has collateral damage, but that's ok because you've PROTECTED US FROM OURSELVES, useless sheep that we all are.
Pause for breath...also, this is your opportunity to run away.
My mother intelligently tries to push my dad to do some things that will help him, and to cope with some of the downsides of even the helpful things. However, even though she kept talking about calling supportive/palliative care, she never did because my dad kept saying he didn't want to talk to them. She knows that they also support the family. She has pushed on other things. Why in Eru's name did she not do this? She said she would call yesterday, again, but she didn't. Now, she says she will call Monday.
headdeskHeadDeskHEADDESK I NEED A BIGGER FONT SIZE
I swear to god, even if she hates me forever, I am dialing the gd phone and putting it in her hand if she doesn't do this Monday morning. (I can't be the one calling and setting it up as a first contact, although I fully intend to infiltrate the hell out of this so I can do things if they are so distressed they aren't doing things that need to be done.)
I know I fucked up on the whole personal career track being employed thing. I know I need to be more aggressive about fixing that. I really do not need to hear that my mother doesn't want me around because my father is using me against her (Such dysfunction. So therapy. Wow). I know the best thing I could possibly do for everyone is get my life straightened out and get a job. Thanks. I am more than capable of feeling like a big, fat failure all by my onesies, tysvm.
Insert random string of curse words here. It turns out I've pretty much used up my severely limited range in that regard in the above posting.
Bringing in pallative care/hospice is the best thing now, IMO. They will help play interference between your mom and your dad so you can concentrate on what else you need do. And while job stuff is/will be hard to get back on track, I think that you being there is the best thing you can be doing right now.
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