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My mother is in a retirement  home. She has dizzy spells and falls down. When she was in her apartment there was a continuous series of hospital visits because she was alone. Now she is in a home and although it is not perfect, I feel more comfortable knowing that she is taking care of. Mom is of two minds about the place. And I mean she is still in her own mind. Very sharp but with some memory loss. Not so with many of the other residents. My mother says that they are the happiest. Because they cannot remember anything. I’m not so sure. Some of the worst experiences we have is as children. When we don’t understand what is happening around  us. When we have no memory to fall back on.