This is fucked up.

My great aunt hasn't been doing so well the past few months. She's diabetic and has lots of back problems. Additionally, her husband is fighting his way through end stage metastatic cancer. The last time I talked to my aunt she said she was going to hire a home health care nurse to come in and help them out because it was getting too tough on them

During the move from Miami back to Texas, I became quite self-involved. Moving is stressful, moving with kids is uber-stressful. I honestly had not noticed that I hadn't talked to my great aunt, to whom I talk to each week, in over 3 months.

A few days ago my mom called me and said that my grandmother has gone down to help take care of her sister because she is really really bad. Completely loopy, they think she's had a stroke, she's not even making sense when she talks. Apparently, my grandmother arrived to a disgustingly dirty house and two very very sick people.

My great uncle hadn't gotten off the couch in days and was in his own filth, the floor of their house was not even visible from clothes and trash, and my great aunt was sleeping for hours upon hours during the day barely getting up and in pain.

That night, my grandmother called 911 because my aunt was in trouble. They rushed her to the ER and had to pump her stomach. They thought she overdosed on her pain medication. After pumping her stomach and restarting her heart twice, they did an analysis of the contents. What was inside???

Ecstasy and rohypnol (the date rape drug). You may be asking yourself, where did your great aunt score such great drugs? Well, turns out that the home health care nurse has been STEALING THEIR PAIN MEDICATION AND FEEDING THEM CHEAP STREET DRUGS!!!! WTF PEOPLE!!!! So while my great aunt and uncle have been in pain and looped up on X, this bitch has been coming into their house each day, poisoning them with drugs and keeping them in a sedated state and quiet.

Being selfish, I first thought, oh my God...I've been so wrapped up in my life that maybe a few phone calls to my great aunt would have alerted me that something was wrong. How could I have been so careless to let that slip. After smacking myself upside the head, I'm pass that now and focusing on trying to find out how I can help.

I'm so scared for my grandmother right now because she is down there helping out on her own. What if this crazy drug lady comes in the middle of the night to get rid of the evidence? The police have already been notified and I wish I knew more about what is going on.

Interestingly, this nurse has been in jail on a felony count of drug possession and distribution. How the HELL did she get this kind of job?