Sense of humor and flexibility have eluded me tonight. Wlit was bad enough when, a couple of hours ago, my husband didn't recognize our furniture, then recognized it and wondered how it got here. Now he knows this is our home and our things but is convinced I have moved everything just slightly with help from my "boyfriend ". Says our marriage is over and he doesn't want me near him.

I am so tired. Just when things are going smoothly it all falls apart again.

Where do you find help at times like this? If I call his doctor on Monday is there really anything he can do to help? I know you are all going through similar things so why do I feel so alone?

Thanks for prayers, good thoughts, virtual hugs...whatever you can offer.
Jeh