About a month ago my husbands mother kicked his dad out, she is 74 he is 84. Well, needless to say he is now living with us, a whole different state. I can understand where my husband is coming from. Wanting to take his dad in, and myself well, I did not want to dissapoint my husband by saying no, or that we need to think about it. I had to quit my job, and now I babysit Dad allday! (just a bit resentful, I am)He can be verbally abusive. in the past month I have learned how to KEEP A TIGHT JAWED SMILE ON MY FACE! It's tough when my husband gets home, because he has had a chance to breath during the day, as well as have mature adult conversations, that don't include ailments, diabetes, canes, and a shunt in the head, etc. This morning I gave Dad his coffee, and asked him to sit and drink it, and that I needed to run downstairs for a min. and would be right back, I never got down the stairs and he got up with a full cup of coffee and dumped it onto my white carpet. (We had installed less than 3 mo. ago) I bit my tounge, and said Dad it's ok it was an accident. I WAS SCREAMING INSIDE! Everytime my husband is not here dad say's to me, oh that son of mine is one good son letting me live in HIS HOME, and how my husband takes such good care of him. My husband told his dad (at my not so nice request)that I take very good care of him as well, and that this is our home. I'm sitting in the living room typing this, Dad see's I am busy and he say's to me in a loud voice, "woman, can I get some nut's over here" I chuckled to myself, thinking I'm going to be in a nut house if this keeps up!