Family doctor

Our family doctor ordered an appointment with dad... probably because of the nursing home application. He was sloppy as far as I can tell. I even asked him if we should give him more info, and he said it was fine. Dad was acting really friendly and proactive, totally unlike him. Perhaps he knows what's going on? I know he doesn't want to be sent away. But then he's not cooperating at home. We're way over the limit already. When the doctor came across the question of whether resuscitation should be performed, he went "yes" without asking us. Well... dad, you fooled him well. How cunning! When we first went to the daycare, mom say "no" to that question. The Alzheimer's drug has given him back some brain, but he uses it to fight us instead of working with us. What can we do? We'll all go down. (T_T)

After the appointment, we had lunch at a HK style cafe restaurant nearby, then went home. Oops... forgot to take a Pinky picture! I was too hungry.