Poor Barry. He's been in need of a lot of help the last few years. The caseworkers only focused on Mom. They didn't see all that Barry needed and because he didn't know how to tell them, it went unnoticed.

I took him to the vet with his tom cat yesterday. The poor thing has a hernia. He was injured in a fight as well and had ear mites. Barry wants to get him neutered so that he won't spray any more either. This is very costly. I paid for the shots and the medicine yesterday and asked about payment plans for the rest. It would kill him to get rid of this cat now. He needs it to feel good about himself. He figures that if he can care for his cats then he will be able to care for himself.

When I took him to do laundry this morning I discovered a few other things. He was in need of towels, wash cloths and the works for his bathroom. He also needed a few other personal items that he had been too embarrassed to ask for. I took care of all of that this morning. I also took him grocery shopping and taught him how to find good buys. He spent much of the day with me and then went back to his own apartment.

Mom had a fall last night at the assistive living facility. I'm a little put out with them but I will utilize the system like Linda told me to. I've yet to meet the new social worker but I'll be bending her ear big time when I do. Only three baths a week! Hmph! What kind of a place is this?