i must be a caregiver because i read the whole thing.

i must be one because now that my brother is taking a turn at it i can't stop worrying about how my dad is.

dad got on an independent streak, drove across country, devised a strategy for keeping his hands at 10 and 2 because "it wakes me up when i fall asleep at the wheel because my hands fall in my lap."

when i impulse shop it's for an assisted living center, a nursing home, or an over 55 community i am checking out for my dad, because even though he isn't interested i promised my sister. i tell myself, yah, i won't take him there unless he's unconscious. but i pick up the flyer anyway.