Back home from wonderful Italy and the problems start... like I´ve been punished for having a nice weekend. (I know this is an irrational thought.) My father is slowly dying in a nursing home and I was contacted immediately upon arrival. He has gone berserk and the nurses don´t know how to deal with him. He wants to be able to go home every weekend but my mother won´t receive him. She claims she is now happy for the first time in her life. My brother, who is a doctor, is on a surgeon´s conference in Kuala Lumpur and my sister is an active alchololic. I want my father to be able to come home to his own house on weekends- he supported my mother all his life and now she won´t even look at him - the whole family on my mother´s side is against me. I feel like the juvenile delinguant I once was. I need to think this problem through. I just feel so angry by my mother´s resistance. My father and I have always been extremely close and I want him to be able to have some quality of life in his remaining months.
Anhother message from my assistant at work: 2 months of negotiation are down the tube and I have a film festival to put together for September. My computer at work is down, the workmen are on strike and my 14 year old niece is now crazy about some internet guy in Nice, on the other side of France. She´s out and nowhere to be found.
Can somebody help?