Jerry and I went to LNC today. Dad was in the big sitting room in his wheelchair just sitting there chewing tobacco. He seemed not to recognize me at first, but he did talk on and on about "the shot clock stopped" and "now there would probably be a lawsuit" and etc. I'm assuming he was talking about a ballgame. Mother was in bed asleep with her eyes open. I wheeled Dad down to lunch and they got Mother up and brought her down and she was horrible. It was really upsetting to me to see her like that. She was just sitting and staring her blank stare and saying "I didn't do it" and "I don't know" on and on. Dad's sugar was 77 when Nikki checked it and that's way too low for him. Nikki said they had both been eating really well - especially Mother. Anyway, not a good visit for me - I cried on the way home because it's just so sad to see them like they are and to know there's nothing we can do. Sometimes it all just bothers me a lot more than at other times. Love you all, pat