Today didn't start very well, depending how you look at things of course. I made the mistake of telling dad that Gail was coming at 8am, so dad thought he should start getting up at 4am. He winded up getting as he put it,"his balls stuck in the bars of the bed!" So he makes it out to the dinning room (buckassed naked with just a tshirt) and starts banging on the furniture and walls with his walker telling me to get up! Well I purposely had the alarm set for 7:30 and explained this to him at 7:15 scared and pissed at the same time. So Gail comes, I call back the oncologist office because they left me a message to call yesterday. First of all the last time he had labs I was told that his total blood count was 12.6, I even repeated it to her. A few days after that dad started the aerosept and hadn't had a procrit shot in 2 months so today his total was 9.6. Additionally, his blood count wasn't 12.6 it was 11.6 so I was mad slightly about this. I also have forgotten to give him his puple pills the omenaprozal for possible ulcer things, which I was pissed too about that. I am afraid to find out when the last time that was filled, but I refilled that script and remembering to put scripts on auto refill is a pain sometimes to when the doctor gets faxed from the pharmacy for refills. I am not perfect even though I wish I was and think I am sometimes. I hate that it really pisses me off.
In closing, yesterday dad went and got a procrit shot and to the podiatrist to get his icky toe looked at. When you have a fungus you use vinegar not epson salts because it dries you out. Dad and I stopped and got icecream on the way home and he informed me that he's ready to jump mom's bones, but he thinks he should go on a cruise with her and not do it here in this house. What a trip he is!
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