D D THIS TIME...it's moi that isn't the Happy Camper!

Hubby made enough waves yesterday that his doctor let him go home.:0(
It's been pretty much....Hell since. 
Before I go any further i want to inform you of what I learned yesterday. Hubby no longer qualifies for a FREE RIDE HOME ( he never used it ) as our people in Washington D.C. deemed that anyone who's income is above $16,000 and is married DOES NOT QUALIFY.  ?????????????????????????
I dared to ask....who can live on $16,000 a year and was told that unfortunately alot of servicemen do. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  Is this what our United States has come too??????? Those who fight for our freedom GET FUCKED OVER! Illegals get college tuition.  Yeah...THAT MAKES SENSE..............

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

I pulled in our driveway at 3:05. OF COURSE ....with all his many calls home to say COME GET ME NOW....the discharge process was not through doing it's good shit. I actually nodded off sitting up straight in a chair and his discharge nurses voice startled me awake when he came into the room for one reason or another.
Carried hubby's shit in the house....someone or someones, got him inside and off I went to my chiro appointment for 3:20.  Back home close to four .  Continued unpacking things, going through his meds and other medical supplies. ( By the way...the Trapeze was delivered and the screws were placed facing his head. Two HUGE screws. THIS is an accident waiting to happen. I shit you not!
Will ask someone to reverse them today.
THEN...it was closing in on the time to get both dogs to the vet for their yearly thingie.  Put a collar on both and hooked a leash to tubby Ginger. Carried Lady in one arm, my purse on another and with Ginger shitting all the way to the car....I MADE IT!  When she gets nervous...she shits. I shit you not!
Home (frazzled) and within minutes HUBBY STARTED. He began hollering that he could smell Tracie ( she wasn't here and whatever else she may be....she DOES NOT STINK as he insists) . Every other word out of his mouth was FUCK , which led to me saying it and giving it back to him as good as he was giving out.
HE WILL NOT DICTATE TO ME...who I can have in my house. FINAL!

I'm sure a few people were upset or shocked by our exchange. Grandson Ryan does not like his baby Gavin being exposed to that word being spoken so freely ( and I don't blame him.) He stopped using the pool with the baby, packed up and left. My Cher was here and g son Trevor. Cher was shocked. Mom, I didn't realize this was going on in your life, she said. WELL..... NOW she knows!
Guess who showed up the minute he shut up. TRACIE... and on that note....I took off with her to go eat somewhere. In the mail,  I had received a $20 gift certificate to the finer restaurant in our town and that's where we went to eat. Was going to use it with hubby, but FUCK THAT. he's bitch about the food anyway.  We ate a prime rib dinner. Yum,Yum. Haven't had a prime rib in ages. Every Fridays' Special $12.50 . It was my second time to eat there. The place was packed, but we were seated within a few minutes. When we left.....there was a lot of people waiting for a table. They use linens on the tables and real napkins. :0) WHO SAYS, the economy is hurting. You couldn't tell it from the amount of cars in their parkinglot and people dining. It's not your Applebees or Outback. 
After we ate, I wanted to come home. Looked at my phone and saw I had a call. It was from Michelle. She was pulling up to the house as I was leaving and was staying awhile. She was wondering if I would be home in time to give her dad his meds, if not ...she would stay and do it. She told me that once she came into the bedroom and said hi to him, he went off in a rage again about Tracie and she kept trying to make him SEE REASON. Let it drop, dad, let it drop. He wanted no part of it and she ended up at the kitchen table bawling and took a Lorazapam.  (I also forgot that his son Michael came to see him too). His kids know he WAS NEVER easy to live with and now they see it even more so.
Michelle told me on the phone that he was asleep and he was when i got home at 7:30. No sooner pulled into my driveway and Tracie's brother Marty was here asking to take a dip in the pool. Did he leave afterwards. HELL NO! In he comes through my bedroom sliding door  ( just as I am putting hubby's TX condom piss bag on him.  ( I forgot to mention that he WAS HIGH and had a DRINK with him and WAS DRUNK. Excuse me, he said and backed out only to come back in through the parlor door. So NOW....I have Tracie and Marty here another hour or better and am going out of my mind. He would open my china cabinet to admire this or that and I HELD MY BREATH that he wouldn't break something.  Hubby slept through this.......... :0) You been in the pool Pat, he would ask. It's beautiful. Yeah...I'll take your word for it Marty, I have no time, I said.
     Michelle called me sometime around ten p.m. , hoping she didn't wake me. Been crying her eyes out she said trying to figure a way out of this mess for all of us. Tried to figure out how she could make her house handi -capped accessable and have a bathroom put in that he could use. Asked her why she would want to ruin her life. He's my dad and I want to do and give of myself as much as I can, she said. Then she suggested an assisted living place if we could afford it. Just a thought. Less drastic than a nursing home. sighhh Told her I'd hang in there for as long as I can.  Poor kid.  First the heartache with her mom. (She became hard to live with too and would bring her to tears...  many tears)..now her dad. sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Hearing on the TV that it's going to be another beach day. ...which means HOT!
Which means....COMPANY!

Think I was supposed to use something on that TX condom. Hubby ( I tried ) had a hellofa time getting it off this morning. We took to using scizzors and there are still pieces clinging to his penis. ( A funny Ha Ha )
We need to shave his WHO WHO! I shit you not!

This was hubby sleeping between 9 and 10 p.m. last night and the other pic is of the Trapeze with the protruding screws.

I had to place a pillow high up to keep him from hitting his head on the screws. 
I'm NICE like that! ;0)

I don't know where the guy that installed this got HIS SMARTS.......  What a dumb thing to do! I shit you not!

I hear now that Trevor was CONSTANTLY MASTERBATING while he was here. he did not care where he was or if the whole world saw him. Out at the pool with people all around...no problem.

Did I tell you that I lived in a FUNNY FARM? Oh, I did ! ;0)   What can a doctor give to an eleven year old with Autism that exhibits that behavior? He is constantly doing it at home, but at least its' HIS HOME. sighhhhhhhhhhhhh   He doesn't know right from wrong or rather can't comprehend it and also does not know/understand about appropriate behavior. sighhhhhhhhhhhhh

Visiting nurse just called. Will be here around 10:30. HERE WE GO AGAIN!

(((hugs)))

That's All Folks!