Its not even really a rant for myself...my mother had her second knee replacement surgery Monday and has finally come home. Its very overwhelming for her getting used to being back home and figuring out how to maneuver around and deal with the pain etc. Well tonight she had a hard time getting back up off the toilet, so I'm helping her up and getting her set with her walker all while she's in tears poor thing, and since my father is standing there watching I get a little ticked off...his house coat among other clothes are hanging on the bedroom door..making it hard for her to get by, so I grab them and say we are moving these out ta the way, well he freaks out because I moved his stuff...are you ******* kidding me!? Have some compassion!! Its not about you right now for **** sakes!! I was so mad when he asked where I was going to put them I threw them into the second bedroom and slammed the door saying anywhere but in her damn way!!
Grrrrr, sorry ladies, I just needed to get that out. My mom has been here every step of this pregnancy and it kills me to see her hurting, and pisses me off when my dad forgets how hard it is for her right now.
*sigh*