Ann, thank you for the lovely photos. The fall colours here are hit-or-miss this year, but when they hit, they knock it out of the park. Thank you for reminding me to slow down and look at them. I know the care home is not what you and DH wanted, and I understand that. I also know it's distressing, these transitions, no matter how good/okay/necessary they are. I do have to say that while I don't know if your MIL can ever be happy (as I'm unsure my mother can be happy, due to the dementia), that the staff at the new care home sound pretty good. Maybe even better than pretty good. I feel that is a positive sign, and will hold out hope that MIL will settle as much as possible. It's GOT to be better than the hospital, in terms of environment. (I always wondered, if the sterile hospital environment contributed to some of MIL's delusions and confabulations, but I suppose it's impossible to know.) And of course we are all anxious to hear how they get on with the washing! I was moved to tears by various parts of your story. It really is challenging, on so many levels, and I am so, so sorry. Sending birthday wishes to Mister Slugsta!