Monday PM 19th October 2009

Dad arrives home and askes if I have found his glasses yet. I tell him he is wearing them. No, he says, I am only renting these. I remind him that it is the teeth missing, not his glasses. He tries the replacement pair and they sort of fit but he doesn't speak so well. My sister has asked if we would like to go and stay at her house and look after the cats while she is away. I don't know if I should risk leaving him.