Mum is finally settled in the home, albeit with numerous complaints about the staff who 'never do anything for her' and 'dont even know I'm sick'.The DON there went to school with my sister and, in a case of 'it's who you know', will ensure Mum's comfort.The absent brother phoned last night and didn't accept any responsibility. I'd already decided I wouldn't make an issue of it. One thing MS has taught me is that the course of least resistance is invariably the best way to go. Confrontation and blame gets you nowhere. Here's a little piece my darlin wrote about dementia Another Dementiapages in the book of life of latter yearsdog-eared now and tatteredfolded over in the cornersevery so often as bookmarks of rememberancepages in the book of life in bound chaptersstapled together now loose leaves to be re-readonly for todaya magazine in a god's waiting roomflicked through idlywithin former times and other joysuntil he sees me