Lost Sad Weekend

I am back. I was away for a bit. It is a New Year for my people. The Days of Awe. The Days of Rememberance. The Days of Reflection. It is all very sobering given the situation on the home front. It was explained to me on Thursday that none of it is good for the Madman. So it goes.

It was a time spent with family, both my own and the Outlaws. That was fun. The time with my family was, at least. I got to see my aunt who is also suffering through radiation therapy for her own cancer. Happy thought, she is almost done the treatment. She is tired and thin, which marks a change from just thin, but it is to be expected.

Father in law needs to be hit with a Taser. Apparently, on Thursaday, I was not there, he was refusing to take his dinner time pills (the man can be quite stupid and stubborn and that was before the dementia was apparent--not saying it was not there, just seemed normal for him) so the Wife took away his dinner plate. He did not take kindly to that, she was in the right. Anyway, she says he looked like he was going to try to take a swing at her. I do not doubt it, yet doubt it highly.

It would require action and I cannot say I have EVER seen him do something beyond calling for my mother in law to say or do something, actually, it was just calling for my mother in law with no real "call to action".

On Friday, we brought dinner. Keep in mind I do not like sitting next to my father in law these days because of his habit of taking food that he will not/cannot eat and putting it on somebody else's plate (food should not go to waste or is it that he does not want in front of him). I will not abide by that, after he has been told every fucking day not to do that. I may just take a swing at him. I figure if he is not going to listen or even follow instructions, then fuck him, will he remember getting a shot in the head, besides, it is not like it could do any more brain damage.

He had two pieces of unfinished chicken (kabobs) on his plate. What does he do? He asks if anybody wants it and we all decline. He is told to just leave it on his plate. The language is clear and simple. What does he do? He puts on my brother in law's plate. My mother in law, the Wife and myself tell him, again, that it is not polite to do and to keep his food to himself. He then withdraws with the cry "Of enough already, you are giving me a headache with the yelling." I almost told him that I would show him what a headache is. Anyway, he does not want to be "yelled" at, then he should just fucking listen and follow simple instructions.

Sure enough, he takes the second piece and puts it on my brother in law's plate. I just shake me head and my brother in law, like a bit of an idiot, eats both pieces. Just like a child well minus the learning. I looked into his eyes during this whole incident and the expression was blank. There was nobody there. Tres sad.

Just thought I would share that one with y'all. Ciao!