As I knew it would my back is giving me fit`s this morning because of what happened yesterday.Sometimes I get to thinking that Brendy`s Dad does things like that just put me through hell,maybe I`m wrong but he seams mean enough to do something like that just to see what will happen.Ever since he threw his fit at the assistd living home and got kicked out on purpose and then lied about what happened and then made the comment that he had won,I just don`t trust him and would not put anything past him.He is a self centered person and to hell with what you think,let alone what you think.If you try to make sence of a certian thing that you have tried to do for him he will raise his voice and try to talk over you so that who you are talking to has a hard time in hearing what you had to say.Sometimes in order to talk to his doctor you have to go outside and talk with him or her.And if he dosen`t get what he wants from his doc then he throws a fit.I thought it was funny yesterday when the doc that was talking to him about what he needed to do when he got home he didn`t like what the doc was trying to tell him so he started talking over him and the doc looked at him and said well we really should consider putting him in a nursing home,boy did that shut him up in a hurry.Except for his comment about being in one before and thought it was like a prison[his little dig at me & Brendy].Some times I just want stuff one of his dirty socks in his mouth.I told him that when Brendy & I have to go into a nursing home I just hope there is one like the one we had him in is still around because it is a real nice place and you still have the freedom to go places and  do whatever you want unless it is smething bad,which he was doing while he was there.I could go on and on about him but you wouldn`t be able to understand unless you have been there and experanced it for yourself.In the past 10 years since Brendy`s Mom passed away he  has been nothing but a pain in our butt`s when we try to do something nice for him,like talking our vacation time and comming down here and working on his stuff ,[house,yard,bill`s,checkbook,fixing his car,you name it...]and not getting even the smallest thank you,kiss my....,go to hell,or even the acknowledgement that we did anything for him.It really makes you stop and think why am I doing this for someone who dosen`t care a tinkers damn what you did,it`s never enough and we are at the point that we don`t want even see him anymore but we are the only one`s left that will even lift a hand to help him,he has 3 other kid`s and none of them want to even be around him for 5 minutes.So I just don`t know what we are supposed to do with him in order for us to have any kind of life together.It has gotten so bad that we have changed our phone #`s so that he can`t call us anymore,because he would call at least 15 times a day to let us know how lonley he is all by himself,that was the main reason that we had him in the assisted living home,so he could have around the clock care and he would be closer for everyone to go visit him.I could go on forever but I don`t want to write a book about the life and times of an angry old fart like him.I think that I had better go and try and work out some of the kink`s so that when I have my doctor`s appointment this afternoon I am not a walking zombie.Talk to you guy`s later.M.