He's itching to come home, but knows it's better to languish a bit more at Chateau Virtua until they can get his medication levels right.
So there's that.
It's peculiar watching older parents face all of the horrors of advancing age. I mean, what's the point of living to that "ripe old age" when you have crap like this to look forward too? Life's a bitch, ain't it?
***In other news, it looks like the pork filled bailout did not do much to keep the world market stable. What's next? When does this all end? Again, I ask, why are profits private, but losses public? What the hell is that all about?
But why am I bitching, it's like banging your head against a wall.