This is my last day with B. and R.
(Writing from a couple of weeks later: B. was still giving me hell. All was uncertainty about who would work the next day, due to him and the home health agency. I refused to work the next few days when asked by both the home health agency and B. I think it was an attempt by B. to have me stay on indefinitely. B. got a home health aide from the retirement community scheduled once he understood that I was burned out and needed to rest. I told him I'd come visit, but he was sad.)