Just got a call from my mom, that my dad, who has been apparently having tests done since September, has an aggressive form of dementia. They are down in Florida, and feel confident in seeing his doctor at the UM hospital once they go back in March. But its so advanced that he had to be picked up by her from the Costco in Ft. Myers because he said they weren't taking his card, and his car was out of gas. My mom got there, and he was using a library card, and there was over 200 miles left in the tank. I can work remotely, so I can be there for him, but I also have 3 small children, that I can't ignore. This is the most real world moment of my life