It's Father's Day. My sister calls our dad every day at 3 pm his time. So today we tried calling on a 3 way call to talk with him together but he didn't answer. Five hours- and many calls later- I looked up the non emergency police number for my dad's city. Oh- back story: he has multiple health issues. Now my sister has called them and they went to check on him but they went to the wrong condo!

Update:. The police officer who went to Dad's house called my sister and said he's basically living in squalor - his place is a mess and there are no sheets on the bed and he's soiled the bed he has no food in the house, his sink is full, etc etc. He already has a Drs appointment tomorrow. I hope he'll go. The police are calling Adult Protective Services to hopefully start the ball rolling. His doctor told him months ago that he needs to be in assisted living. I'm hoping that's where this ends up. My sister asked if there was evidence that he's been drinking. The officer said she didn't see any but that she didn't check his trash. He falls a lot and has hit his head in the bathroom. I don't want to see my dad die this way. Someone has to help him.