i feel like i try so hard to do the right thing.  knee deep in poop some days. sometimes vomit and he has no aim...no whatsover...trails from whereever he is to the bathroom.   just to have only one enemy.  not even the poop and vomit is the enemy or my problme.  it is the way i am treated by those that should be facilitating my work and encouraging me.    No DMAS decided to track me like a dog with EVV