Yesterday I had to deal with dubbing two times. Dad pushed my buttons 7 times and mom 6 times.

I had a few hours of peace yesterday. They were gone before I got up and back after 18:30. They went where we lived and drove an aunt to two appointments and then came back. They of course almost immediately started again (took seconds) but a miracle happened, dad actually ate and then opened his television (he sometimes go there before the bathroom so that shows how he is addicted to his tv) he is looking more catatonic by the day when in front of the television.