I'm still spending most of my day in Gerry's room making sure she doesn't fall. The bad part is that, with her Alzheimer's, she doesn't remember that she is unstable. "I'm fine." I have to explain every time that she has fallen. Last night was pretty bad. She would have gone down several times if I hadn't been there. She is a little better this morning.

Zoe met with the representative from HomePlace yesterday. Zoe is very happy with the people she has dealt with and feels as good as she can about moving Gerry to a care facility. There is some more paperwork to set everthing up but it looks like Gerry will be moving in next week. It will be good to have our lives back but there the house will feel a little empty without Gerry. Life goes on.