Stopped at Eason House after work. Mom was asleep, but woke up when I sat down next to her. Apparently she had been up since 3am and wouldn’t sit still all day… she’d no more sit down and she’d be back up again pacing…

We sat for awhile, her eyes fixated on the ceiling, not really responding to me at all. She’d slept through dinner, so we warmed up her food and tried to get her to eat. One bite, and that was it. Lots of yelling and hitting her head; agitated by the sound of our voices. At times like that, we’ve found it’s best to just leave her alone.

Hopefully, she ate something before bed, and will get a full night of sleep tonight…