My "whine moment today." What's yours?

PS Susan and never let your clients know how desperate you are for their business, even if the cupboard is bare. they will screw you every time.

A sweet email to his boss saying you perform work as instructed not what your crystal ball tells you to do

oookkayyyy...I have to let loose a major whine here, or I'm going to explode. And it's not even caregiver-related, but I hope that's ok.

Why is it even remotely acceptable for someone to dump their mistake on me, when it wasn't even close to being my fault?? Not caregiving related - work related. One of my clients screwed up and blamed it on me, so now HIS client is emailing me directly and wanting to know why something wasn't done, and saying how things always go to sh*t when the boss leaves the work in someone else's hands when he's on vacation.

You have got to be kidding me.

I've been working with this client for over 2 years now, and he's pulled some shady stuff before, acting like something was my mistake when it was his, but this is the first time he actually came right out and blamed me for something when it was completely his fault. I am SO close to firing him as a client right now. The only reason I don't is that I need the income he provides - and he knows it. But there's only so much crap I will put up with - and being falsely accused of screwing up his work is definitely on my NO FREAKING WAY list.

Sometimes I don't know what I'd do if I couldn't get on here and whine once in a while....I'm still so dang angry...sorry about the ugly words earlier...but I just can't believe how unthoughtful these people are....my brother can look at me and see how dog tired I am...I look horrible. People used to tell me I didn't look my age...now when they say it it is for the totally opposite reason...and it is like my hair has gone from blonde to gray so fast during all this...that may not be the reason but I can almost feel my body breaking down ....Lord knows I can see it happening...oh well, at least they all went for a sunset cruise Saturday evening and a nice cookout.... #:*@$&*#

Get em girl!!... This is where "they don't get it" comes into play. THEY DON"T.

Quick to forget, quick to judge, quick to ignore is my new word for siblings.

Hope the mother probably doesn't want to be around the kid either.

Hope nor should you have to

And I will add that after sitting and waiting all day long I was already worn out anyway and had just about lost any desire, or ability to go anywhere...I am so angry that once again someone who doesn't have to do one d*mn thing to help me just gets a free pass....d*mn it!!!!!!!

Where the heck did the weekend go???? Sundays are the ONLY day I get to POSSIBLY leave the house at all ....my brother comes by for a short while...I usually never know when he's coming so if I am not ready to roll when he arrives I am usually out of luck. This weekend, I made sure I was ready to go and was...sat here most of the day then got a text late that afternoon letting me know he was getting the property secured and they were about to head back home (they have a palatial lakefront home..part of which used to be mine...another story for later) and he would drop by on the way..ok...still ready to go....he gets here much much later...and brings his grandaughter with him (by marriage)....which immediately means they won't be staying long...before they got in I was so angry I could feel the tears backing up.....they came in got in about a forty minute visit and were on the way back to their 2nd lakefront home in another city....great...thank you very much...and to make matters worse, the 14 yo grandaughter is at a place where she is very backtalking, very know it all and every comment I made when just trying to have a nice conversation with my brother had to have a remark made belittling what I had said, or trying to make what I said sound ignorant....I came a gnats knee shy of slapping the crap out of somebody yesterday...I am going to have a "chat" over this out of the presence of this child....GOING FORWARD...I EXPECT to have a break and he can sit here and leave that spoiled brat kid at home...she could have easily gone on with the wife...who never comes here anyway...and as ugly as it is for me to say, I don't have the fortitude to deal with a smart mouthed back talking teenager anymore....

Jessie, Oh, I'm not tough at all. I feel like an abused little kid sometimes. I told the cops that Dad was using them to bully me. They made him go to my brother's. I was soooo embarrassed! I HATE drama in the front yard. It was like we were on Jerry Springer, or something! Such trashy dirty laundry being aired! Thanks for listening. blou

This morning I had to call 911 for my significant other [68], he had fallen and had some type of seizure, he passed out and I couldn't wake him up... scared me to death.... I was shaking like a leaf. The paramedics were great as it was tough convincing my S/O it would be in his best interest to go to the hospital, he went. Earlier in the week he had hurt his back and apparently he mixed too many pain and muscle relaxer pills. He doesn't remember what happened.

Later this evening I will call my parents [92 and 96] what happened.... hopefully it will sink in with them that neither I nor my S/O will be able to help them as much as we use to, they still live in their single family home.... maybe now I need to have their groceries delivered to their door whether they like paying the delivery fee or not.

j had neighbors like your parents. he was 92 and she a bit younger but was fltying high on dementia.. i used to see him high in the branches of the apple tree. he finally decided they should move to assisted living and the day came for the move. they were all set and he called me and asked me to help him as she could not get in the car. I got her in the car and later learned she went directly to the hospital and later into the nursing home. He managed a little while in the aparment before he joined her
I don't know what your dad will do but don't expect them to move anytime soon. I guess the garden will just have to manage without mulch

Veronica91, regarding my Dad and mulch.... it's been a rough year with Dad constantly asking my S/O and me to drive him to Home Depot for mulch. We can't do it any more, that ship has sailed, never to return.

By not helping Dad with all these heavy chores we are trying to get him to realize that maybe it is time for he and Mom to move to a retirement community, there is one in their area that is like living at a 5-star resort. Dad liked the brochure and said "it would be a nice place in a couple of years".... couple of years????.... HELLO, you are 92 and 96.

Therefore, if my Dad wants mulch, he will have to do the calling and PAY for the delivery charge. I am not going to spoil him, otherwise he might take advantage.

oh my, we're just terrible, awful people, aren't we? LOL We have to laugh about these things, though...or we'd cry. You have to laugh at it sometimes to relieve the stress. I'm so, so, SO thankful for this site, where we can come to chat, rant and rave, scream and cry, and commiserate with others going through the same thing we are - because no one else truly understands. Not even our own families.

Thank you for being there for me - each and every one of you!

My mother is very "old school" about her hair. Will only have it washed and set once a week at salon. Doesn't matter how sweaty she gets I better not let her hair get wet when she gets a shower.I have always thought this was so nasty but she has always been this way. Even when younger and she worked out in the yard would bath but not the hair,phew! Hopefully I will get lucky and she will never make a mess bad enough for a hose but I am already thinking how long a hose would I need to get it to reach to the bathroom?LOL

Does letting them walk right into the sprinklers after telling them 15 times to please not go over there or you'll get wet, count?

I'm watching her purposely drop cheerios on the floor for the dog....

OMG...on top of that, the dog just decided to have some nasty gas....and to release it in my general direction. My eyes are watering.......

Yup, daughter52 - TODAY. I couldn't pry Mom out of the house this morning to go to breakfast with the family, which also meant she wasn't going to shower. I look forward to our Sunday breakfasts, because it's the only day I can guarantee she will shower, because she knows we're going out. Today she dug her heels in and refused both going out and showering. Will try again later, but for now, I have all the doors and windows open and scented candles on the candle warmers - not that the odor doesn't still reach around smack me in the face from time to time when she moves just right or the air current brings the odor back in front of me. Ick.

Ok...I'm gonna say this out loud and after having said it I will feel better. Does anyone ever feel like they want to just squirt their parent with a hose sometimes? I know it's bad, I won't really ever do it, but I think it sometimes. Whew!

After catching up on all the "whines", especially the DIAL UP and poo poo's mine doesn't seem so bad. hehe... dial up? Really? I didn't realize that even existed anymore?

So.... just realized mom has been using the big dog food bag as the garbage disposal. When scooping dog food out ... up came parts of every meal she had yesterday. Makes me wonder if she's found another sneaky way to FEED MY DOGS!! Seriously...

Don't feel bad sylvera, thankfully my mother loves my husband's cooking. I messed up jello to give you an idea about my cooking skills.

This morning I made my Ninny some oatmeal. It's not the kind she is used to having (larger flakes) and it got a little soggy because she spent so long in the bathroom after getting up (this was the second batch I made, too; I had to give my husband the first because she spent 45+ minutes in the washroom). I served it to her and she stared blankly at it.

"What's this?"
"It's oatmeal - your favourite!"
A skeptical look. "Really?"
I bite down my frustration and give her a big smile. "Yeah!"
She shakes her head in disbelief and pokes at it with her spoon. In the flattest, most unimpressed tone: "Oh. Okay."
She ate the whole bowl without complaint, so I guess it couldn't have been that bad. Ouch, though.

That's what makes it so funny/sad,my husband isn't the one I take care of its my mother. When he takes out his hearing aid and eyeglasses off for the night he is deaf and blind, and because of the dog food we feed the feces actually don't have a smell at first, he has sleep apnea and wears a mask and a lot of the time his nose is stopped up.Also we have 8 dogs in the house,2 of which are my mothers, we buy a lot of doggy pee pads which they do use,now if I can just get my husband to quit using them LOL!

freqflyer. Could you just place dad's order by phone and have home depot deliver it, alternately go to the store and ask them to deliver?

Tex I had to go and check your profile to see who you were caring for and it is not your husband. Didn't he smell what he had trodden in and clean it up? Mine would have immediately woken me up and told me it needed cleaning up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Woke up to see my bathroom covered in feces as my husband during the night when going to the bathroom stepped on the doggy pad we keep in the bathroom for the dogs as night, and tracked it all over the bathroom floor--what an epic mess,also mother now wants a bath and had to show me her swollen left hand that she puts her brace on to tight at night, and also had to show me this dime size bruise she had and where did it come from etc, she is on baby aspirin,what a start to the morning.Just not ready to hear her whining for the day.

Police! Oy, that would have probably been a last straw with me. You are one tough daughter. If people knew the half of what we go through...

Veronica91, you're right my Dad is very fugal, but there is stuff he needs to buy for the house as he still is able to fix things.... otherwise, I would be driving to Home Depot, buying 20 bags of mulch, and I would be unloading it from my vehicle... I can't do it anymore at my age. If Dad could order on-line, the store would deliver it. Plus I wouldn't need to spend 2 hours in Home Depot and all Dad buys is one light bulb and a tube of Epoxy :0

Oh, I agree with you about the medical profession and prescription medicine. I found out the hard way that I cannot tolerate medicine made by certain manufacturers because I am hypersensitive to the *fillers* they use in the making of the pill to make it large enough to handle or *fillers* they use to bind the ingredients together. It's all trial and error whenever I am prescribed new medicine. I just found out last year that my Mom has the same problem. Turns out there was one manufacturer we both could use without any problem :)

Dad called the cops on me last night & said I didn't let him eat or use the bathroom. I bought him food the night before. The sink in the bathroom gets clogged after he uses it then, the tub. I spend all day unclogging both & get nothing else done! I told him to get a plumber or no one will be able to use the drains in the bathroom. Ugh! He said, "I'll just brush my teeth in the kitchen & take a bath in a bucket". I told him, "No. You cannot do that". So, he told the cops I wouldn't let him use the bathroom "in his own house". I'm finished complaining. Thanks for listening. blou

My whine concerns the medical profession that I frequently complain about. One sees so many specialists and no one is looking at the big picture. How do all these different treatments and drugs interact with each other. The PCP either does not know or does not bother or simply does not have the time to look at the wholw plan. the end result is "do it yourself medicine" which is sure to piss someone off