My brother texted this morning: Not good news. Granny couldn't get from wheelchair to bed last night due to her knees. So she called the life alert guys and they got her into bed. I got in the unlocked back door with breakfast and visited with Gran while she ate some breakfast as she sat in bed. She needs to go potty but her knees won't let her. She laid back down. I am now going to mow. Seems like we are moving into a whole new realm. Not sure what to do.