Originally Posted by Modemouth
My dad was all over the place with his BS levels. He was a mean nut case because of this and developed dementia. I visualized his brain as diseased as his feet and legs. It was hell on earth to put it mildly TRYING to deal with him... first for my mother, and then me for ten years after her death.
uggggh Mary that stinks............
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