(Picture was taken on Oct 25th and unrelated to subject.)Last night around 3, I used the washroom before taking a shower. There were 3 big pieces of crap in the toilet. But there was no toilet paper with the crap. It was dad. Not only did he not flush, he didn't even wipe his ass. (T_T) Super, super yucky. Makes me want to vomit. Not sure if it's the new Alzheimer's drug, dad's appetite increased. The more he eats, the more he sh#ts, and the more hygiene problem he gives us. Oh, one of the possible side effects is diarrhea. It hasn't shown up yet. I wish it won't.
Story told by mom. Yesterday afternoon while I was away, my folks and aunt Y had an afternoon snack as usual. It was pastry stuff. Mom made dad a sandwich with a bun and shredded beef jerky. Then the ladies went to take a nap.
When no one was around, dad raided the freezer. He cleaned out the raisin bread. (There were 3 pieces left, for me.) He tried to use the microwave but ended up screwing it up. (Can't figure out how?) Everything was blinking. Then he used his number one trick: unplug. He ended up eating the raisin bread frozen. Sigh...
Well, mom said all the microwave beeping woke her up and there she found dad screwing up. One question. Did dad try to heat the bread before eating them frozen? The bread was already gone by the time mom got up. But then it would have left dad with no reason to continue screwing with the microwave. Is mom having trouble piecing the evens together??? (T_T)
Day care day for dad. He just came back, stinking like pee again. Mom asked him if he's wet himself, he said no, he always says no. Liar!!!!! I know, he peed himself, and let it dry, and then denies nothing ever happened.
Mom asked dad if Mrs. L was there, dad said no. But she goes there every Wednesday too. So, could this mean, dad can no longer recognize her?
Again, dad's pockets were stuffed full of toilet paper and latex gloves from the day care. (T_T)
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