This morning our lovely carers were here washing and changing Dad as per normal but one of them was chatting away to the other one which really wound me up! Probably cos in my mind, I think, chat to Dad (although they wouldn't get much back) but being fiercely protective I don't want them or anyone else talking 'over' Dad!
So I went ever so slightly mad and told the one carer (in front of dad) to stop gabbling on as I don't appreciate it!
Anyway when they came back at lunchtime this particular carer was in floods of tears!! Oh god, I can't tell you how bad I felt!! I apologised loads and hugged her and said how we couldn't manage without them and then offered them both a roast dinner later in the day as way of an apology, they accepted and were very grateful!
Honestly I don't think these poor darling carers have much in life and work bloody hard for crap money and I feel really horrible. I knocked up a rather fantastic roast dinner and bought them both a new mug each but I still think, shit, why didn't you keep your mouth shut Amanda?!
I will in future exercise more caution. It's so difficult we are in such a stressful situation and I shouldn't really have said what I did how I did!
🍷 time x