Gosh it’s tough, poor old dad remembers me but forgets who DB is sometimes. SIL is creating so many difficulties and went off at me on the phone yesterday. I’ve said to the brothers don’t ask me to answer the phone again, nor open the front door. She says to me what she wouldn’t dare say to them and I’m biting my tongue to say nothing. I’m here to support DB, his father and brother in whatever decisions they make for his best care. I got blamed for his dinner going dry, food she says is more important than him having his medication and a shower. He hadn’t washed in 3 days under her care nor had a change of clothes. He has an infected toenail which may need surgery if we can’t get it right.