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Tonight my family got together and went out to dinner for my grandma's birthday. She was having one of her "bad days", and my mom should have known better than taking my grandma out. She was miserable from the moment she stepped out of the car. She literally cried the entire time we were in the restaurant... my mom, my aunt and I took turns walking her around the parking lot so she'd calm down. It's pretty obvious that she has no idea who I am anymore. Though she wasn't tonight, she's starting to get violent, and my grandpa can't take care of her anymore. My mom told me they'll be taking her into the alzheimer's home next week. My grandparents live in a retirement community, so she'll only be living a few blocks away from their house, but still. Grandpa's depressed, and I'm sure he's going to spend the next few weeks drinking himself into oblivion.
I could use a drink myself, but all of you assholes seem to be busy.
Whatever.
