Quite simply, my Grandmother Eleanor, was diagnosed with Dementia when she was 85yrs old. Until that time she was driving and traveling and very 'with it'. It was as though one day she was fine: the next she wasn't. (I believe the Dementia was the result of a stroke.) My Grandmother had an amazing memory, she was great at doing math in her head and was a very independant woman. There was no warning, Dementia robbed her it seemed overnight. I moved her down to Florida to live with me after my Grandfather passed away. Everyone told me to put her in a Nursing Home. Everyone. But, I just couldn't. It was hard in the beginning trying to care for her and hold down a job. But, you see, she did the same for me. She worked in a factory and took care of my sister and I. She never gave up on us...although, I am sure there are times where she would have been justified in doing so. I have been taking care of her for 7 years now and it's so rewarding to know that she is in the best place she can be: Our home. I know it's not possible for everyone to do - but I thank God that I am able. He is teaching me so much about grace and patience...and I am still learning. Everyone deserves to be treated with Love, Respect and Dignity! My Gram just celebrated her 92nd Birthday and she seems pretty content in her little world...I'm glad I am a part of it.