First off, I'm so glad I found this community of such caring, thoughtful, and compassionate caregivers. This experience has taught me patience and compassion for others I didn't know I had in me. My mom had a fall this week while I was in the same room. I feel really bad about it, but at least I was able to break her fall (I think) so she wasn't injured. Understandably, she calls me at night to spot for her when she has to use the commode at nights. I don't mind that at all, what does bother me a little is that it takes at least a half hour to get her back in bed. 5 minutes getting on the pot and peeing, 25 minutes of her adjusting her Depends and squirming in bed to be where she wants to be. She yells at me when I try to help and then complains it's not right. I know I can pull up her Depends in seconds, and lift her into bed but she refuses my help. I have to hover over her to prevent another fall while she stands forever and "fixes" things. Needless to say, this affects my sleep as it can come at any time of night and I have to be there. Same thing during the day. I retired early last year to care for her. I almost feel like I sacrificed my joy in retirement, but it is what it is.