Oh my, I have worked a full time week and today I must make a journey to do my mothers grocery shopping and a ton more of her errands. I'll be driving for over 4 hours return trip depending on traffic. I made the mistake of telling her I would stay over tonight and we could just hang out. Me and my big mouth after to much wine. This morning I could kick myself because I had to tell her that I will not be staying over. So the guilt trip accompanies my phone call. I can't bear another night of her full on negativity and all about how things are SO bad for her and my husband hasn't had time from his job to built her a ramp to get her up and down in a wheel chair. Did I mention she weighs 200 lbs. of dead weight? She is also angry at me because I have NOT got her to a eye doctor because I can't get her out of the house without a ramp or motorized wheel chair. She turned down a free one that was hardly used. Now I am also expected to some how find a way to get her to the hospital to see my dad so she can ream him out for not wanting to co-operate with the hospital staff. Right now, I just want to stick my head in a gas oven and inhale the fumes.