I guess I am angry. I had an appointment with my psychiatrist today and he asked me what was bothering me. I told him the rapid loss of my grandfather to Alzheimers was killing me. He just looked at me, chucked, and said that that was Alzheimers. I wanted to scream. BUT MY GRANDFATHER, THE MAN WHO ACTED AS MY FATHER, DOESN'T EVEN REMEMBER ME!! HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW MY NAME!!!!! It is so hard. I am on the verge of tears all the time. My sister and I Elizabeth sat and cried last night, she over her dad that died to a drug overdose and me over my Pappaw. I am angry that this disease is so horrible and irreversible.  For Spring Break I am probably going to Texas to reintroduce myself to my Pappaw. I miss him so much. I'm gonna fly with my rabbit Bounce (the bunny on my picture).  I'm down to 99 pounds again. Grr. All my hard work down the toilet. Why can't I keep weight on like normal people??? Counting down to Wednesday... My therapist is gonna take me out to do something special. I'm excited!!! :) ~Tracie