I had the unpleasant task of talking to my grandfather after he parked his truck in the living room. I explained he just could not drive anymore. It was terrible. In the end I had to pull coil wire so truck was not drivable.
Then I caught him in garage trying to set the house on fire with the welder. Being creative I figured to solve that like I did the truck and pulled the breaker to the welder. I did not think it thru. I went back and he had the front panel off the box all breakers and wiring exposed trying to fix it. It was just a terrible terrible time.
Dd is spot on. Most of families way to cope was to just not help. One neighbor figured out the situation and was a predator as my grandfather would just give away all his tools or whatever in the coarse of conversation. The neighbor would just shrug when I confronted him about it and say he gave it to me it is now mine.
The other neighbor would every couple of weeks bring over a box or a trailer and explain while you were gone he gave me all this. In stark contrast to the predator neighbor. It was an emotional roller coaster.
