tinkerbelle22
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Hey all. Well, I couldn't find the "my brother is sick" thread that I wrote, so I decided to start a new one. First, an update on my little brother, Daniel. He's better, but can't stop coughing. He's coughing so much, he can't talk. Now, my dad is freaking out because Daniel neeeeeeeds to take medicine, but like I said before, he won't. So my dad is flipping out, forcing medicine into his mouth, and junk like that. My mom is a lot more mellow, and wouldn't do anything like that. So here's the conversation:
Dad: Fine! You deal with it!
Mom: Stop it!
Dad: You deal with him, he likes that better!
Mom: You know what! I'm never going to be as good as what you do! So just stop yelling at me!
My mom then storms out of the room, and after sobbing uncontrollably, she storms out of the house, claiming to me she needs a "little drive". My dad made me call my mom because Daniel is screaming that he needs his mommy. Mom is sobbing over the phone, saying that Dad probably just said to call her because he said to Daniel it's her fault about him not taking his medicine (sorry if that last statement was confusing). So my poor little brother is looking out the window, calling for mom, my dad is freaking out, my mom is driving thinking the worst, and me? I just want to get out of here. It's been like this all week, and it can't be like this every time my brother gets sick! I'm fed up. Look, I'm sorry to rant, but I needed to write this down, and I know you guys will listen. I just need advice and a little pixie dust. Thank you so much, God bless.
-Tink
Dad: Fine! You deal with it!
Mom: Stop it!
Dad: You deal with him, he likes that better!
Mom: You know what! I'm never going to be as good as what you do! So just stop yelling at me!
My mom then storms out of the room, and after sobbing uncontrollably, she storms out of the house, claiming to me she needs a "little drive". My dad made me call my mom because Daniel is screaming that he needs his mommy. Mom is sobbing over the phone, saying that Dad probably just said to call her because he said to Daniel it's her fault about him not taking his medicine (sorry if that last statement was confusing). So my poor little brother is looking out the window, calling for mom, my dad is freaking out, my mom is driving thinking the worst, and me? I just want to get out of here. It's been like this all week, and it can't be like this every time my brother gets sick! I'm fed up. Look, I'm sorry to rant, but I needed to write this down, and I know you guys will listen. I just need advice and a little pixie dust. Thank you so much, God bless.
-Tink
It must be really stressful. Prayers and PD to you! 
I hope your brother eventually takes his medicine and gets lots better! 
