Telenovellas

Ever since I left home at 16, I've been bringing my own drama to my own life, thank you very much. It's not an easy job but I do it so well...
As my dad tells me that he wants to get remarried because he is lonely (my mum has been dead for two months), it occurs to me that my dad cannot go to the toilet by himself, get in and out of his chair by himself, feed himself; do anything for himself except light his own cigarettes. I would hazard a guess and say that he is not a winning romantic proposition. This leads to the question "Who would marry him?", and from there, my life starts to resemble a Mexican soap more and more with each passing day.