The Good News and the Bad News

THE GOOD NEWS:
It appears that a major part of Betty's nausea is lying down in bed right after she eats, so when we have her sit up for 30 minutes or so, she keeps her food down.

THE BAD NEWS:
The only way to keep her from lying down is to keep her in the kitchen or family room. If she disappears into her bedroom, I have to check every minute or so and listen to, "I wasn't really lying down, I was just leaning!" So I'm making her sit out here, but then she wants to watch MSNBC, which makes ME want to vomit. It's a no-win situation.

Things Could Be Worse

We went to a party on July 3, and met a really cute old couple who lived in the Assisted Living center where my mother resides. One of the reasons for the party was to celebrate the woman's birthday. I'll call her Mary. Her husband, whom I'll call Ed, has Alzheimer's Disease, and lives in another part of the building. They can't live together, and they went home early from the party because he "sunsets" and becomes very difficult in the evenings. But she quietly came back to the party, once he was settled in and under the supervision of the nursing staff.
Ed was a top executive at a huge corporation, and they met each other in a bereavement group after their respective spouses died. They've been married about 8 years, and traveled the world until he was diagnosed a couple of years ago. He handled millions of dollars in his business life, but now can't add single-digit numbers together.
A few days ago, Kim, who introduced us and hosted the party, told me that Mary called her, very upset. Ed hadn't slept in days, was accusing her of having an affair and yelling at her, and she was terrified to drive him to the doctor's office alone. Kim stepped in and drove, and I've instructed her to give my number to Mary, so she can call me if Kim isn't available.
I heard a news story today about a new Alzheimer's drug that looks promising. I don't suppose it will come out in time to help Ed or Betty.