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This is what a prick my mom's Dr. is. First off he knows that I have no help. When I told him I was getting dentures, I just had to see who could help me. He asked "Who?"
I had to explain that I am trying to coordinate with people who live 2 hours away. Then he told me that my housekeeping was unacceptable. I have not been able to put the old chair downstairs. It was the only difference. I really want to complain but he's head of the HOSPICE Board mom will need one day.