Arrraaaarrggh! Thanks, had to get that out, first. S, P's caregiver from Visiting Angels, called today and told me that she had another incident at the assisted living ctr where P lives. There is one particular nurse who is in the wrong profession--always on a power kick, will smile and then turn around and stab you in the back, you know the type. P has been in pain for a cpl yrs because of nerve damage and stenosis in her spine and tailbone. She is on a lot of medications. Sometimes, when the weather is cloudy or a front is coming in, the pain is worse (anyone here with-arthritis or pain issues knows how high- and low-pressure systems can affect the synovial fluid in the joints and spine). So today, P wanted to ring for more medications 1 hr after her last medication. S told her that she wouldn't get anything, but that she would get a Tylenol at 2 p.m., but P rang for the nurse anyway. Fine. T, aka Nurse Ratchet, came in and told P that she could not have any pain medications and that she had already had one. Her voice and attitude were snotty and loud. S advocated for P and told the nurse that P can have Tylenol in between the other pain medications. T had a hissy fit and said, "We don't administer medicine 24 hrs a day!" Oh, yeah? P was so upset, that after T left the room, she threw up. S is writing up a report to send to her supervisor at Visiting Angels. I have a call in to the administrator. (I'm not even mtng with-the head nurse this time.) No excuse. This isn't a hotel (and if it were, we'd get better svc.) I have this burning desire to drive over there and get in T's face, but know it would be a mistake. Besides, difficult child will be home from school any minute and I have to be here to make sure that my own ship doesn't sink. Thanks for listening. P.S. I *still* haven't finished the paperwork about the missing medications, either.