Thank you. This is just what I need to hear. It was the fall that precipitated this crisis with my husband and yesterday I had a fall myself. I was trying to do some yard work, stumbled and fell down. I couldn't get up and there was no one around to help me, so I crawled to my car and used the door handle to pull my self up. I'm still shaky today. I, too, am going to need more help, which means spending more for, well, everything. This is a scary prospect, when a month ago I thought I was embarking on a grand adventure. My husband was stable and I had plans to do things to my house. I'm glad the young don't really know or understand what we elders are going through. I wish I'd understood my mother better, but I'm sure she didn't want to burden me, as I don't want to burden my own kids. My daughter is a social worker and works with people like me all the time, and even she doesn't really get it. Sometimes what we need isn't advice--we're not stupid, we know what needs doing--what we need is comfort. In a strange way I'm able to show my husband more affection now that he's in independent living than when he was at home. I can't care for him physically. Others can do that much better than I, but I can be loving. That's what I can do. I honestly believe that keeping a loved one at home when they've gone past the point where you can provide adequate care is a mistake if you can afford something better. But we each know what we need and should listen to our gut. Thank you for your kindness.