Tuesday, March 22, 2016

The Irony of Life

That my dad had to become brain damaged in order to start enjoying life again. Since he moved in to the new apartment he really likes it (so far). Everyone is nice to him, he gets 3 good meals a day (that he does not remember). Women bath him.

Of course since he can't have a train layout he wants to run track on the floor of his apartment. That cannot happen. It would be funny to see him crawling around the floor like a little kid playing choo-choo.

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