Ultrasound

Dad's ultrasound appointment today. But not before dropping by brother's and fed the guinea pigs. Those bitches peed into the hay bowl! @#%&!!!! We were already running 10 minutes behind, but I was force to wash the bowl.

Then I caught up by speeding... don't like it but I had no choice. Ended up arriving a little early. Dad... needed to keep his bladder full for the ultrasound, yet he went pee right before!!!!!! AAAARRRGGGHH!!!!!!!! Again, we had no choice because he WILL wet his pants otherwise. The technician said she couldn't see his bladder at all. Right in the middle of it, dad asked if he need to give a pee sample, and that he was able to provide it any time. BULL SH#T!!!!!!! Of course I translated it straight. The lady said, even if he wants to, he can't. Because his bladder was completely empty. Well... that was actually good news. Dad couldn't empty his bladder properly before, and the stale pee stinks like hell.

Mom suggested to eat something at a Chinese place near home so she could renew her VIP card. So we did. Brought some grocery and went home.

I was struggling if I should go to brother's again, as he probably won't be home before 11. The guinea pigs would have no food for 8 hours. Then I dosed off at the desk which settled the issue. Too late to go after that.

Dad was insanely out of control today on eating. He had full lunch. Then we ate a light meal at around 5. Light dinner at 7:30. Yet he refilled 3 times at dinner!!!!! On top of that, he was doing the opposite on everything we said. That was it. I exploded. Again. I really really really hate how he sends me into black holes. And of course I hate myself of loosing control. Seems like it's part of my brain damage and I cannot do a thing about it. How can I not get angry and depress? Again, I feel like I shouldn't even be alive.

There, there's the dark side devouring me again.