Dinner

My dad doesn't remember what or how much he ate. The dinner came with a drink. He finished it and the cup was taken away. Then he deny the drink ever even came. He was munching in front of the TV. But when my mom asked him how many pieces he ate, he said "don't remember". What ever she said, he replied "don't remember". That, was to shut her out.

He hasn't been putting in any effort to try to remember. He hasn't done anything to exercise his brain. He just thinks he's so good he can do no wrong. No reality check at all. That's the part of his personality that I can't stand. Whatever he says is the truth. Whatever he thinks is the truth. Yeah right. I'm soooo fed up, I've given up a loooong time ago.