My son is sick and I hope it's not the flu. He never takes it seriously when he's sick. He had a really bad a really bad case of covid and was coughing his head off and just miserable. But he would be like it's not that bad. I'm going to call the daytime nurse tomorrow and have her test him for covid and ask her to keep an eye on her.

I feel so estranged from my family since my son did what he did to me. It's not my sister's. But my nephew who got his PhD in geography in Canada and his wife and their son I think have asked my sister who had the stroke to not ask us to family gatherings. I'm trying to start new traditions with my son and they end up a mess. I know why now and it's a long story but he's going to have to change his sleep schedule. Or else he comes out with no sleep bc he had just woken up at 7pm. So essentially by the time 7pm hits he hasn't taken his meds for 24 hours. He won't take them. Finally around 10pm he takes them but sleeps for hours. He's just got to charge his sleep schedule. The only time I see my sister's is in the summer. It suuuucks!