This week was long. The kids had state testing so the week dragged foe them. We were all looking forward to the weekend.
This weekend was pretty eventful. Mom had a major accident which could have been avoided. One thing to note is that I think Mom is declining. I thought she might have a UTI but she doesn't so the change in her mental state is not from an infection. I knew she would decline as time progressed but seeing it now is really quite scary and I'm not sure what to do.
So last night Mom complied and used the restroom when Paul asked. The problem is Mom didn't put a diaper on. When I brought her back for bed she voided all over the bathroom floor. She was so embarrassed. In the moment I lost my shit and yelled at her. I didn't mean to but she was there. I was upset at Paul for not ensuring she had a diaper on. The problem is that Paul doesn't care about what happens when he's not there and always takes the easy way out. I get so upset because I'm the one who has to clean and deal with the fall out.
Visiting dad seemed to put her in a better spirit. Will need to keep this up so it keeps her happy.
