Good morning Lucy. I had a bad night also. Not much sleep. I sure hate nights like this. I sure see a nap coming. Have a Dr.appt. this morning. (check up) Man do I feel rough! Anyway Have a good day, Dorothy

My grandma had dementia. She was much older, but none the less...What you're describing sounds a lot like my grandma. I was told to not neseccarily go along with what she says, but not try to argue what is "right" with her. For example, she thought the Bulgarians (whole nother story!) were after her. She was riding her bike by the train and they jumped off and threw her bike under the train. They then said they were after my dad. She was shaking and crying and telling me, begging me really, to call my dad and tell him to hide. I never in my life lied to my grandma...but I knew there was no way to reason with her...so I told her I would go call my dad immediatly. I then went to the bathroom and cried my eyes out! I gathered my strength and went back to her, told her I called my dad and he was safe. She then says "What about Bob?" (my brother). I thought fast and told her he was with dad. Whew. After that I talked to the nursing supervisor, who told me I did exactly what I should have done. Don't argue, don't reason, just nod and try to change the conversation. It was scary to go visit her as I didn't know from one day to the next how she'd be. The other thing your story reminded me of was my mom. At 60, she started forgetting things. Lots of things. Was paranoid. Acted like I was someone she didn't really like. She steadily got worse, where it was affecting my dad. One night she had a seizure, not the kind you associate with epilespy, more of a black out or fainting with a slight shake going on. She wouldn't wake up. My dad finally called 911. She "awoke" when the paramedics arrived, but didn't know who my dad was, didn't know who SHE was. She went to the hospital and they did an MRI. There was a mass in her brain. It was a brain tumor. At first they were told it was inoperable, and probably benign. After 2 yrs, she got steadily worse. She didn't remember how to spell my name. My given name. The name she gave me. She couldn't drive. She cried ALL the time. I went with to the neurologist. This time, they said they could operate. It was removed. She's gotten some of her "old self" back, but not fully. I'm not really comfortable with her as the driver. She doesn't remember from 1 day to the next something simple. Like turning on the t.v. and then turning on the DVD. Recipes. Something she's cooked forever. She now needs a recipe. Gosh, I don't mean to scare you, but have her checked. From head to toe. Terry

The two sink debate always brings up interesting perspectives. In my own case, when I designed our master bath, I had two sinks on a very spacious countertop. My wife actually freaked. Not "freaked", but she was of the "what's wrong, why don't you want to share a sink with me?" response. She really really wanted just one sink. So we have one sink! Alexa, if IRC applies to your area, here's the portion that applies: SECTION P2705 INSTALLATION P2705.1 General. The installation of fixtures shall conform to the following: Water closets, lavatories and bidets. A water closet, lavatory or bidet shall not be set closer than 15 inches (381 mm) from its center to any side wall, partition or vanity or closer than 30 inches (762 mm) center-to-center between adjacent fixtures. There shall be a clearance of not less than 21 inches (533 mm) in front of a water closet, lavatory or bidet to any wall, fixture or door. Good luck with your bathroom!

Thank you Matti5. I am still working away here in my kitchen. I hope the rummage sale goes well too. Anything I take over and if it sells I give the money to Amber. Cheryl does the same. Cheryl is the oldest and Amber is the youngest with a couple in between :) Tomorrow I plan on making cornbread to go with the beans and some coleslaw, maybe bake some chocolate chip cookies. It just depends on time and energy. Sue