He refused to go to the doctor, said his head didn’t hurt any more. He made it through the whole day without grabbing his head when he coughed. He knew if he didn’t he’d be on his way to the doctor’s office.

I realized tonight while listening to him stumble around over my head, I need to get someone in to help him in the evenings either that or go out of my mind when my back continues to get injured by him.

Curmudgeon 1     my back 0    He fucked it up again last night insisting I help him.

No, he doesn’t need an aid at night to get him safely to bed and help keep me from reinjuring my back EVERY FREAKING TIME.

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