Thanks.
This Doc. apt. is going to last more than 30 minutes for the exact reasons you cited above. I told the Doc., when we talked that if insurance didn't cover it and the time, I would personally. He said not to worry about it. Gawd, I hated crying while talking to him.

I plan on using my phone to record and there will be a medical record.

I mean, I have to get the house clean in the manner I like to keep it. An unkept house is just depressing me more. Things need to be cleaned with more than just plain water.

I am ready with my documentation of H and his strange way of dealing with the chicken bones after we have chicken. They can't go into the garbage like pork chop bones, beef bones, spareribs and yes, even turkey bones; they HAVE to be put in aluminum foil and then in a plastic Ziplock bag and in the refrigerator (not the freezer, but the refrig.) until garbage day. Why all this, you ask? He claims they stink and that even if you put them in the outside garbage can they still stink. But the other scarps no such problem. I am not even going to tell you about empty gallon milk jugs because it just depresses me daily.

He is not going to be happy as he likes to deny these things when I bring them up in past.

I am making my list and checking it twice, but sadly not for Christmas - LOL. Going to go over the points with his daughter later tonight. She is aware because I have talked to her about them before but it has gotten worse. She really can't contribute anything, but her being there will hopefully make his listen as he is proud of her and her nursing profession. Explain that no one is ganging up on him.

I am also very, very nervous.