I finally told my dad that we had the bed coming. He was not too happy about that, but he did finally admit that it was going to make things easier on my mother. She would be able to care for him without hurting herself or him. He was even happier when I told him that I had found a place that had hospital beds for sale, and that I had negotiated a pretty good price. My dad may be sick, but he is still concerned about spending too much money. I knew that he would ask about the price.

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