House of The Holy
TCG has a form of ADD with an added element of senior forgetfulness that makes it hard to conduct a conversation. He interrupts very very frequently. Add to that a tendency for him to even interrupt himself, and toss in an almost total lack of ability to listen to anything else for more than about 30 seconds.
I have to not only tell him to do anything that requires him to bestir himself from his chair, I have to provide detailed direction.
Now, when you add to that his needy clinging and dependence on me to provide all his socialization, cooking, cleaning, and laundry for him and the 92 year old crazy mother who, on a good day smells only like piss and who increasingly smells like shit, it's a plate full of crazy.
So, here is what I'm thinking...
Saint Blaise was a martyr who had his flesh torn by wool carding combs and then he was martyred by being beaten and beheaded. He is the patron saint of wool combers.
By this logic, I will eventually be the patron saint of incontinent dementia-sufferers, and hypochondriac drama queens.