My father is in a nursing home. He went from home to health care in a matter of months after my mom died. He is 89 years old. So far he has deteriorated to being bedridden. He needs to be lifted and in a wheel chair. I live 30 minutes away and can't get there as often as I would like. My older sister visits everyday and orders the nurses to do what she thinks is best for him. He is in pain from arthritis and yells out alot. She feeds him and I don't think he has fed himself in months. She baby talks to him and calls him daddy in a little girl voice. the way she did when she was 5. When I go and see him I will rub him with lotion and talk to him like an adult. My sister cries and makes a scene whenever she can and it makes the nursing staff uncomfortable when she is there. Our dad hasn't really put a sentence together in the last year. But, according to her he calls for her and tells her his most intimate thoughts. I love her but it gets to me when she calls me and cries so hard about our dad not being treated right that i want to tell her to stop going and just let the doctors and nurses do there jobs. I am at the top of rope and don't know what else to do.