I have been taking care of my mother, Trudy. She was in hospital for six days last month. She had delirium. She seemed to come out of it okay, was starting to get back into normal routine. On Easter Sunday, she fell. Now I am spending time taking care of her, taking care of my job, and trying to take care of our house. My sister and I live with my mother. It's a long story. My sister has problems of her own, and she is unwilling to contribute more than she is to this situation. I do have help coming in so I can go to work. But in the meantime, I am so tired out and stressed out because Mother is so demanding, I am losing myself. I try to spend time in prayer and in devotional reading. But I'm not having much time for either right now. It is something I am starting to feel bad about. I haven't even been able to go to church since Mother's fall happened.