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Congestive heart failure condition is what my dad has

Brother said we have to track his weight, and let me tell you folks that sounds like an easy straightforward thing right?

Not so much when the simplest things like getting up from the couch is equivalent to climbing Mount Everest.

It's easier to just be here and talk some things out, you have to be picky with what bothers and tests you.

Last night i read some theology to him, and he really appreciated it, but when he kept on digressing, like imaginary things moving ontop of a bookshelf, i had to escape.

He makes things seem so dire, making mistakes that make life more difficult, happening not just every day, but almost every hour.

But i'm here to be with him tonight, to read to him and tell him Friday is not tomorrow when it's Wednesday.

Another thing is when i come down from a good sleep, the place is so fuckin' messy!! What in the hell was he doing, a fugue state, talking to imaginary people and animals?

 
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