My sister with Alzheimer's fell and broke her hip. After surgery and some rehab she is back at the group home. She does not know anyone, only weighs 73 pounds (!) but is mostly cheerful.
As for my mother, she has been in the nursing home since she left the hospital. She is talking somewhat, and she is walking somewhat, but cognitively she seems to be continuing to deteriorate. Some days doesn't seem to be thinking of much at all. Other days she is very distraught, or sometimes relatively cheerful. Her memory is very bad. I do not expect she will be returning home. I had a conversation with the third sister last night. A sad conversation, in which she said, "It is like a race to see who goes first, our mother or our sister."
I've been taking a break from Blogger to do some fasting and praying and pondering (not about family issues--other things), but I'll be back soon. I'm okay!