Thank you everyone for the words. It was a long weekend. We spend Friday evening/night withmy grandmother kind of all rallying around her. Artemis definitely made her smile being there. He was so made when they left him at the VA home, but they knew it was the best thing for him. My grandmother kept crying and getting upset, but she said she'd be okay. She just wanted him to be able to rest and not hurt anymore. (He's a paraplegic who has been wheelchair bound for the last 6 years or so after being mobil with a brace and cane for the last 50 years.) Apparently the VA home did what we all couldn't. They got him to eat two bananas, frosted flakes, and an ensure. Plus he drank some choc shake for my mom yesterday. None of us like that he is there. But maybe this was the best place for him. Maybe his will have more good days. They say alztimers patients get "stuck" in a certain time and that's where they are most of their bad days. I told my mom I have to wonder if he's stuck when he was first injured and in rehab before he made the decision he was going to really live and walk again.