I hate drunk parents.
Here's what happened not that long ago.
Mom drunk, falling over, losing balance, claiming she's fine.
Dad drunk, gets frustrated easy.
Mom was tempted to take the dog outside, because she thinks he needs to go out. Falls butt first on the box of jars. Dad comes over, trying to get mom to let go of the leash, & get her up. Mom persists on taking the dog out, & does a death grip on the leash. Dad's trying to pull the leash out of her hands(tug of war happening while asking her to stop, & let go) He asks for me to help, I say "I'm not sure what to do". So I start thinking on how I can help in this situation. My dad gets frustrated, yanks the leash, with my mom who has a death grip on it, she flies off the box, hits head first into my knee, & lands on her back on the floor. She holds her head in pain crying on the floor.
Either before, or after that(don't remember fully) my dad came upto me all huffy, with his usual drunken/angry face, & asks: What would you do if mom fell in front of a truck while taking Spot out?! I responded: She wouldn't be able to take spot out anyways.
My mom doesn't listen worth of anything when she's super drunk like this, my dad doesn't like to listen when he's drunk. They need rehab.
Here's what happened not that long ago.
Mom drunk, falling over, losing balance, claiming she's fine.
Dad drunk, gets frustrated easy.
Mom was tempted to take the dog outside, because she thinks he needs to go out. Falls butt first on the box of jars. Dad comes over, trying to get mom to let go of the leash, & get her up. Mom persists on taking the dog out, & does a death grip on the leash. Dad's trying to pull the leash out of her hands(tug of war happening while asking her to stop, & let go) He asks for me to help, I say "I'm not sure what to do". So I start thinking on how I can help in this situation. My dad gets frustrated, yanks the leash, with my mom who has a death grip on it, she flies off the box, hits head first into my knee, & lands on her back on the floor. She holds her head in pain crying on the floor.
Either before, or after that(don't remember fully) my dad came upto me all huffy, with his usual drunken/angry face, & asks: What would you do if mom fell in front of a truck while taking Spot out?! I responded: She wouldn't be able to take spot out anyways.
My mom doesn't listen worth of anything when she's super drunk like this, my dad doesn't like to listen when he's drunk. They need rehab.