Lucie and I have been pretty honest with each other through all this. The hardest part was the first year, when she was sick so much. But even then we had moments of humor. We would kid that I had more hair than she did but hers would grow back! The turning point was a year ago, when she was in rehab hospital. I was checking her out to bring her home, but we were going to a church luncheon first. I realized I had packed her floppy hat that she wore most of the time. I said I would have to get it out before we got to church. At that time, she had fuzz all over her dome. She said, "Oh, don't bother! They can see me just as I am!" I was so proud of her. And when we made our entrance into the parish hall (we were late), she got a standing ovation. Yep, I wept. These moments are the good moments, nnd for us there have been many, despite the trials. Thanks, Fay, for your thoughts and concerns about us care givers. Blessings. Don