Went to visit my mom earlier. Mind you, my stepdad told me she really wasn't doing well but I went anyway. (I love her more than ANYTHING and its Mother's Day, after all!) Even though my truck leaks coolant daily and overheats like a mofo, I went anyway.
Long story short, went into mom's room and saw just how much she's deteriorated. I told myself, "Don't you dare cry!" The woman feeding her made the massive mistake of telling me I couldn't come in until mom had been fed. I came in anyway and just stared at the woman for five minutes. That's all it took.
That place is $8,000 a month! Apparently the woman was new, but that's no bloody excuse. Thank God another (more experienced) woman took her place. Only reason I didn't verbalize the horrifying things in my mind is because Mom might be mistreated by the first woman. And then I'd end up in jail, I kid you not.
Anyway, drove home with the smell of burning coolant and/or oil...then the truck began jerking back and forth. It nearly stalled. Yep, the fun never stops. ๐