same old grind

Things seem to be getting better with Dad. Yesterday he was sitting in a chair and was very awake. He tried to talk but couldn't, and was making faces at all of us. It was very delightful. They are testing him for turberculosis, we should know the results when we come in the visit this morning. We are hoping he doesn't have it, since it sucks. It seems like he's one step forward, two steps back. *sigh*

Wednesday was the same old grind. I went to go see Dad at his new hospital, but his roommate was having dialysis so we couldn't visit. Michelle got pissed at me since I couldn't come back at noon to see him. I had to get up at 5pm to shower and make dinner before working a 12 hour shift that night. She's so selfish. Laying on the guilt trip. Bad enough Cathy and I have no lives.. we work, sleep, and take people to see Dad or run errands, that's it. *sigh*

Thursday was pretty much the same thing. I had worked 12 hours the night before so I was tired, but took the gang to see Dad anyway. I'm glad he was alert and stuff though. Then we went grocery shopping, and stopped at Longs to pick up my moms' prescriptions. I got Turbo a new kittytoy, and picked up some Mudslide mix and Rum.. so tonight I'll have fun. Originally I was supposed to go to a party with Cathy, but Michelle has to work and someone has to be around in case my mom needs something. So I'm staying home and getting drunk, if she needs something I can stumble down the street and help. Haha.