Lionel has, in his opinion, had a good week. He does not remember the two nasty falls he had last weekend. I feel he must have bounced off every surface in his bathroom, as he is covered in bruises and grazes. He will not let me dress and undress him, only in extreme cases. But where does that leave me. Unhappy, and frustrated. Not always, but sometimes, I see the problems arising, but are unable to prevent them.............So now I have taken the the door off Lionels bathroom, (it was a glass panelled door) He promised the CPN that he would let me call the paramadics if he fell again, but too no avail. He forgot between the first and second falls. He goes to a day ecntre two days a week, I am so lucky. However this week it was the A.S. society A.G.M. (and I am the local treasuare) on Tuesday, and today a nearby A.S. had a meeting about Direct Payments - (I drive so I was able to take a couple of people to the meeting), hence - NO TIME TO MYSELF THIS WEEK I just feel so shattered. I seem to spend all my time taking care that Lionel has the best deal. Where do I figure in all this. Sorry to ramble, but you can never put into words quite what a week it has been. Thanks for listening, Connie.