Mom is 99. We live 2000 miles apart. The assisted living is not very helpful. There's always an argument about taking out the garbage or washing her hair or her clothes...every week it's something new. Mom's quality of life is zero. She is in constant pain, deaf, and doesn't see well. Her legs are useless so she drags herself every where. It's really horrifying to be part of this. I am the only child.