My Prozac is back to 2 capsules again today. I think these nurses are killing residents, giving the wrong doses to people of the right or wrong meds. This morning, I went back to ask for Motrin. The nurse was one I haven't seen before. No gloves on her hands. She touched her mouth, her face, and her hair, and then touched the Motrin. What could I do? It's just so gross here. Everyday there's a whole new reason to go EEEWWWWW.