Before she went into the nursing home she had a dazed and confused look in her eyes--she just didn't look or act herself. She still can't walkm even using her walker, without assistance; she gets about using a wheel chair. And even though I we miss her and she misses us, at least I know that she is well taken care of during the day while I'm at work. I don't worry about whether she's eaten or taken her medicine, or whether she may have fallen when I can't reach her on the phone. In time, I hope that she will get strong enough to come home to a family that loves and misses her very much! But for now, I have the peace of mind knowing that she's in very good hands until I can bring her back home.