My Dad is 83 and lives alone. He has kidney failure and diabetes. In his youth he was never a domestic goddess so it's really tough that he now has to manage his household, particularly when he's not well. He now lives off tinned soup and in increasing squalor. My sister is 60 miles away while I'm 120 and my brother 80 miles away. He is happy for us to help but has declared he will get rid of the carers arranged by the hospital within 2-3 weeks. He won't even accept new slippers. He insists on driving despite my warning in the presence of his doctors that he's not in control of his car. I refuse to go in the car with him. Other people must face similar problems. How do you cope? I love my Dad and I try to understand why he is so resistant to anything that can bring him comfort. I guess it nay be a mixture of pride and fear. This keeps me awake at night and I'm sure my brother and sister feel the same. Any comments/suggestions please?