They tried to set up a discharge plan and he fought them saying he could drive etc
He has an infected leg
They had a caregiver meet him at his house and she called me and told me how horrible it is, she couldn't even sit anywhere and there was poop all over the place
He is set up for 4 hours a day 5 days a week but he doesn't want to pay he wants to save the money for "his children" probably my sister's kid but that is not the reason
he is a selfish old POS at least the social worker-SOMEBODY_ outside of my life saw this. I am so so grateful and feel so lucky and blessed
I have a bag of his bills they are all going back in the paper bag and being deposited on his back porch I refuse to go in the house.
He doesn't care how much this hurts me but F HIM
i have a bag of his bills I am going to chuck them at his door
I really don't know why I put up with this maybe he was nice to me back in the day
not feeling sorry for myself this has hung over my head for too long and ruined part of my life
if he dies unfortunately he has been so awful to me I don't care
if my sister comes up here and pretends she cares I don't care
He is so worried about keeping his money for his children (aka his grandchild) good for that I don't care
if he dies? I don't know if I will care