I told them she would come home from rehab. I told my cousins to get him out of there quickly. I told them that if they weren’t, things would go bad and go bad quickly. And yup – I was right. There was yelling. Lots of yelling. There wasn’t a calm voice anywhere. I was worried the police would get called – and if they were, but uncle would go back to jail as a violation of his bail agreement. They finally got out of there but it wasn’t early enough so they had to stay in a hotel. I am thankful that someone had the money to pay for the hotel. Trust me – that was a conversation that we had. Someone had the nerve to ask ME to cover the hotel expense.
My uncle is on his way to my cousin’s house that is 500 miles or so away. Prayers needed for a calm holiday season. My “spidey sense” thinks that this isn’t going to go well.
Six more days until Christmas.
Caregiver Musings 