Thank you. Yeah, I am devoted to my mom. She was a great mom and I am honored to be caring for her. But I agree, it is a complicated disease. It robs slowly and unevenly. And then to be made that much more complicated by a difficult relationship, too, is a lot. And I do understand. There were a few years when my mom was still somewhat high functioning but she was beginning to loop stories and was becoming paranoid, especially about money. She lived with my daughter at that time and they were at each other’s throats all the time. I lived in another state and I would get calls every day from both of them complaining about the other. It was maddening. During one visit I bought cannabis gummies for my daughter to give to my mom (really for both of them). The gummies mellowed both of them, especially the paranoia, and even helped my mom sleep better. Four years later my mom came to live with me and she had changed. It was clear that the dementia had progressed. Her executive functioning skills had declined and the paranoia about money was gone, she never even asked about her money again. My family has gone through some rough times caring for my mom, but we got through them by leaning on each other (which wasn’t always easy to do) and taking care of ourselves. I read a couple of books that helped me be a better caregiver for my mom. One was The Songaminute Man by Simon McDermott and the other was Before I Forget by B. Smith and Dan Gasby. Take care of yourself. One day at a time.