Steve Glickman

Around a year ago, I moved back in with my parents. The occasion was that my mom had a nervous breakdown. because she was overwhelmed caring for my dad who has dementia. Family crisis, gay son with no kids to the rescue. That's me. My parents live in the suburbs about an hour from where I live in the city with my partner Mark. I pack a bag and I move into their spare bedroom.

Around a year ago, I moved back in with my parents. The occasion was that my mom had a nervous breakdown. because she was overwhelmed caring for my dad who has dementia. Family crisis, gay son with no kids to the rescue. That's me. My parents live in the suburbs about an hour from where I live in the city with my partner Mark. I pack a bag and I move into their spare bedroom.

Around a year ago, I moved back in with my parents. The occasion was that my mom had a nervous breakdown. because she was overwhelmed caring for my dad who has dementia. Family crisis, gay son with no kids to the rescue. That's me. My parents live in the suburbs about an hour from where I live in the city with my partner Mark. I pack a bag and I move into their spare bedroom.

That first night was weird. Lying on their futon, staring at the ceiling, I wondered, How did they get so old? And how long can I do this for? Like, I love my parents, but they can drive me crazy sometimes. Living with them, I quickly see how bad my dad's dementia has become. His short-term memory is shot. He can't remember what day it is.

That first night was weird. Lying on their futon, staring at the ceiling, I wondered, How did they get so old? And how long can I do this for? Like, I love my parents, but they can drive me crazy sometimes. Living with them, I quickly see how bad my dad's dementia has become. His short-term memory is shot. He can't remember what day it is.

That first night was weird. Lying on their futon, staring at the ceiling, I wondered, How did they get so old? And how long can I do this for? Like, I love my parents, but they can drive me crazy sometimes. Living with them, I quickly see how bad my dad's dementia has become. His short-term memory is shot. He can't remember what day it is.

He can't remember what he had for lunch or if he had lunch. He wanders off and gets lost. He needs constant supervision. He still remembers my name, and he's great at Jeopardy, but I can see why my mom lost it. So I try to help out where I can. I pay their bills. I give them their pills. I watch over my dad during the day while I'm working.

He can't remember what he had for lunch or if he had lunch. He wanders off and gets lost. He needs constant supervision. He still remembers my name, and he's great at Jeopardy, but I can see why my mom lost it. So I try to help out where I can. I pay their bills. I give them their pills. I watch over my dad during the day while I'm working.

He can't remember what he had for lunch or if he had lunch. He wanders off and gets lost. He needs constant supervision. He still remembers my name, and he's great at Jeopardy, but I can see why my mom lost it. So I try to help out where I can. I pay their bills. I give them their pills. I watch over my dad during the day while I'm working.

But I have a full-time job and it becomes pretty clear that I can't do nearly enough. And I start to think that sending my dad to a memory care facility might be the best option. One morning, I'm having coffee in the kitchen and my mom walks in. It's 11 a.m., they always get up late. I ask her why they don't get up any earlier, and she says, that's our sexy time.

But I have a full-time job and it becomes pretty clear that I can't do nearly enough. And I start to think that sending my dad to a memory care facility might be the best option. One morning, I'm having coffee in the kitchen and my mom walks in. It's 11 a.m., they always get up late. I ask her why they don't get up any earlier, and she says, that's our sexy time.

But I have a full-time job and it becomes pretty clear that I can't do nearly enough. And I start to think that sending my dad to a memory care facility might be the best option. One morning, I'm having coffee in the kitchen and my mom walks in. It's 11 a.m., they always get up late. I ask her why they don't get up any earlier, and she says, that's our sexy time.

Your father gets very frisky in the morning. I say, wow. That's excellent. Every morning? She says, every morning. Then she laughs like a teenage girl. She's 85. Give it up for my mom. Yeah. It's impressive, right? A little envious, actually. Mark and I don't have sex every day. Not even close. And we're gay men. My dad is 90. So in context, it's not all that surprising.

Your father gets very frisky in the morning. I say, wow. That's excellent. Every morning? She says, every morning. Then she laughs like a teenage girl. She's 85. Give it up for my mom. Yeah. It's impressive, right? A little envious, actually. Mark and I don't have sex every day. Not even close. And we're gay men. My dad is 90. So in context, it's not all that surprising.

Your father gets very frisky in the morning. I say, wow. That's excellent. Every morning? She says, every morning. Then she laughs like a teenage girl. She's 85. Give it up for my mom. Yeah. It's impressive, right? A little envious, actually. Mark and I don't have sex every day. Not even close. And we're gay men. My dad is 90. So in context, it's not all that surprising.

My parents have always liked their sexy time. We were a sexually liberated family. When I was five years old, I asked my parents, where do babies come from? And they told me right then and there exactly how babies are made. I said, Wow, can I watch the next time you make a baby? My dad said, no, that's a private thing between me and mommy. I couldn't understand why they wouldn't let me watch.

My parents have always liked their sexy time. We were a sexually liberated family. When I was five years old, I asked my parents, where do babies come from? And they told me right then and there exactly how babies are made. I said, Wow, can I watch the next time you make a baby? My dad said, no, that's a private thing between me and mommy. I couldn't understand why they wouldn't let me watch.

My parents have always liked their sexy time. We were a sexually liberated family. When I was five years old, I asked my parents, where do babies come from? And they told me right then and there exactly how babies are made. I said, Wow, can I watch the next time you make a baby? My dad said, no, that's a private thing between me and mommy. I couldn't understand why they wouldn't let me watch.

But when I got a bit older, I knew they always tried to make a baby on Sunday afternoons. They would lock the door to their bedroom, but I could hear my mom moaning because I was right outside. Anyhoo, the next time that we go visit their doctor, my mom mentions sexy time because she's all about transparency. And the doctor says that hypersexuality is actually a symptom of Alzheimer's.

But when I got a bit older, I knew they always tried to make a baby on Sunday afternoons. They would lock the door to their bedroom, but I could hear my mom moaning because I was right outside. Anyhoo, the next time that we go visit their doctor, my mom mentions sexy time because she's all about transparency. And the doctor says that hypersexuality is actually a symptom of Alzheimer's.