EW, one of the beauties of my FIL's residence is that it's only maybe five minutes from our home. We are so grateful for that. And we beleive it's THE best place for him. They only have 60 residents, but it's an Alzheimer's residence only. SInce FIL is in the hospital this week, we actually have talked about missing some of the other residents because we've gotten to know them so well. We even have nicknames for some of them. They're so rpedictable. Well maybe not. They seem to always be doing the same tihng when we go. THere ar e a ew that stroll the halls, soem who always sit in the main rec room, others who are alwasy in their rooms with the doors shut, and one funny guy whose jeans and bare feet are the only thing we see of him as we walk by his room. He's always in bed watching TV. Anyway, he's Mr. Feet. I may run by there tonight to see how they are and tell them how my FIL's doing. I also have an aunt there who has moved in since my FIL. The funny thing is that she is on his same hall and is one of the four people he dines with at every meal. How wild is that? It's my deceased god-father's wife, Mom's SIL. My uncle is deceased and she has dementia so I get to see her whenever I visit my FIL. Wild, huh?

EW, the parties are outside of the home, right? Does she like getting out? One of the things they do where my FIL lives is have birthday parties for the residents; another way for them to gather.

Thinking of you as I trek back and forth knowing you're doing the same.