Finally Dad has gone into a home. A home full of zombies walking about aimlessly, brainlessly, harmlessly.
It’s so sad. I never thought it would come to this, but of course it was inevitable.
He had become incontinent, continuously repeating himself in the same surprising way, every time as if it was the most incredible news.
It’s a nice home, very spacious, he’s found a “special” place by a window, not far from his room where with his one eye with 20% vision he can see a road, passing cars and a car park.
I can’t write anymore…….