Found this post in my draft folder from back in 2012 so I decided to just post it. Agh! the memories!
So, after a few mind numbing days of, yes assisted living. no, home, no maybe residential living, how about adult foster homes like down the street from my house, and not a few tears on my part and the last sleepless night I care to have, I let Dad know that the only alternative was residential living. sorry about the cost, sorry about not going home, etc. etc.
He agreed resignedly
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