2:25 pm in Every day scata

My brain is going crazy again. I tried to stay away from the clonazepam, but right around 2 the anxiety hit my chest hard. A few things are causing it. The pain (as usual), the fact that the nursing home called to say that Client #1 is still a zombie, and that we have to meet with the rest of the family regarding the Client.

Now, I’m already pissed off at the family for a host of reasons. I’m afraid that I won’t be able to keep my mouth shut. I find it harder and harder to do that with them.

I need to remember to stop at the store for cigs before we go over. Cigs are a must. And a coffee. Yeah.

So we’re going up to the nursing home tomorrow to see Client. I’m going to ask to see her med list, and talk to them about backing off the Haldol. They are just keeping her too fucked up. They even had to feed her this morning. You would think they would have a little fucking common sense. Daughter said “hell we could take care of her at home if she’s just going to be like that.” But, I wouldn’t keep her over medicated like that. It’s just not right. I’ve had to play around with her meds so much over the past 4 years, and I’ve managed just fine. I don’t know why the “professionals” can’t figure this shit out. They’re basically chemically restraining her. Not legal. I totally understand if she was acting like she was in the hospital, but she hasn’t been combative or anything like that. So why keep her on such a high dose? smh It just doesn’t make any sense to me.

And I totally forgot everything else I wanted to say. ::sigh::

See ya!

Edit…
Here, read something about anxiety

when people laugh at my anxiety

Last updated September 25, 2016