Diane just had an intense 15 minute session of lucidity and happiness. I was able to tear the gate off the bedroom fast, get her into her wheelchair, and not only get her out to the four seasons room but out onto the deck into sunshine and she was able to say hi to Joy Gicoff, our dear neighbor, who was astonished to see her, and it made her day. She got to see her doggies romp in the sunshine, got to see her flowers. Then she got to see what I have done to the living room, kitchen, bathroom. She was so happy to see the pretty kitchen table cleaned off and polished. Then, we got her back into the room and into the bed. She collapsed into my arms, and had a fairly intense early evening (this is the regular time with or without meds) barf, and fell back and drifted into a deep sleep. I will treasure these few precious minutes on a gorgeous autumn day where the cool clean air is drifting through the room, the house smells great, looks great, and for a few precious minutes, Diane, with her hair brushed, one of her prettiest nighties on, and happy, was able to see her house, her dogs, her garden. We may not get another chance like this, so I made the most of it. She smiled. Just seeing her smile for the first time in days was a gift this day from the Lord to me, and through my despair of the situation gives me the grit to keep on doing what I have been doing. She deserves nothing less.