Again

Mom answered the phone call, I didn't. Apparently dad pushed a fellow resident onto the floor on Tuesday. (Why didn't they call sooner, then?) The lady fell and broke something... probably her hip, and went to the hospital for a few days. Mom speculated that the lady might have gone into dad's room, and he tried to drive her away. Of course, we'll never find out the truth. We constantly have to apologize for him. But that can't fix the physical damages he's done.

On the other hand, mom is going crazy. I found her leaving half a banana on her sewing machine. Sigh...