My dad has a broken back that is held together by rods and he is in pain and bedridden every day. He is not the man that he used to be, jovial, happy, but devoid of wanting to try anymore. My mom divorced him when I was 8 (on my birthday; no shitting you) and divorce proceedings costed him around the equivalent of $450,000 in today's value. I have to wash his hair when he is in too much pain to take a shower. I cook for him. I clean for him. I do almost everything for him. He helps with his disability check and doing the household paperwork, while I work. He tries to use only his money, so he can save money for me for a Roth IRA.