Hi Everyone I'm feeling cross, frustrated, worried and very weary. Today I had a phone call from SS who wanted to fit dad a grab rail. His bedroom has two steep steps down from the landing and he has already fallen down these once and really hurt his back. SS did their review a couple of weeks ago and dad agreed to having this rail fitted. Said that it was a good idea. So I rang dad this morning with name details of person who would come over today and fit it for him. Well, it was....light the touch paper and stand well back Conversation went as follows "I never ever agreed to having the rail fitted. I don't need it. This is your doing again, interferring and poking your nose in. Just leave things as they are and don't keep stirring up trouble.". End result, when the man from SS arrived dad told him to "*iss *ff, I don't need the rail so you can just take it away again" It gets better, dad received his letter to attend an outpatients appointment regarding his memory. Well, no chance whatsoever of getting dad to see the consultant. I have had to ring (many times) and write a letter to get the appointment cancelled. The consultant said that all he can do is to close the case. If dad needs to be seen in the future I will need to start back at his GP again. Ho hum! Don't get me wrong, I have no complaints with dad's GP, she used to be my GP when I was a child and she has been really helpful. It just all seems to go wrong when it means that dad has to actually do something. I feel as though I am slowly sinking in a never ending pile of paperwork for dad. I have received the AA claim pack this week, so I will try to get that done tonight, together with his tax return. I just can't keep on top of everthing for my dad as well as look after my two young children and husband who also need my time. I am finding that I now have to visit dad in the evening (just can't fit it in during the day with pre-school and school drop offs and collections), maybe not leaving my house till 9pm and getting to dad's for 10pm. I then spend a couple of hours with him and get back to my house for about 1am. Not ideal as both of my children are "early birds" and are up every morning at about 6am. I feel as though I am trapped in this situation. Dad will not accept help or support from anyone but me. He is my dad and I love him very much so there is no way I could stop caring for him. Why does he have to make it so difficult? I could never walk away from the situation but sometimes, I just don't know how and if I will be able to carry on like this. Sorry, just having a bit of a rant. As I'm sure you will all know, at times, it gets too much for us all. Thanks for reading Burf x x PS I know that today is a bad day. This is the second time I have tried to write this post. First time, I had finished and was just checking it when, hit "that key" and it disappeared, without a trace. Doh! I really really hate it when that happens.