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My dad spent 2 weeks in rehab before moving to asst living upstairs. I have weeks of texts from myself and the director asking to please provide food my dad can eat. She swore it would be taken care of but it wasn't. I had to buy him food. Can't get rid of the fruit flies or gnats or whatever they are. Room is not cleaned. We brought silverware from home and put it in a drawer for him and it was taken. His room phone has never worked. He's been in hospice for the last month. They threw his denture away. I'm sure i…