Dad had to have another minor operation on Monday, but is looking very bright and chipper now. The consultant is definite he needs fulltime care and would be better off in a place where he will have professional caregivers.

Dad has suffered some memory loss, but still remembers enough to take an interest in his affairs, and has been able to discuss his finances. The drs are unwilling to have him declared incapable yet. My sister and I have managed to get things into the hands of an account, and there is a good chance of overthrowing my brother's power of attorney, as dad didn't recieve independent legal advice before it was signed. I was amazed how much money dad did have, but it seems there are also some large sums missing, so we don't know if my brother has already raided his accounts. But he certainly wouldn't be taking an interest if dad wasn't rich.

Oh, well, these things happen in families, I guess, but I didn't think they'd happen in mine. It's sad when you can't trust your own brother.

On a brighter note, I have been attending a Job Club for people with disabilities this week. I have already been told of a job at an office stationery store, so it will be a great help if I can get a parttime job. Mind you, after this last experience, I'm thinking maybe I should spend the lot while I'm still able.