That's where I am. I don't live with my mom, she lives with a roommate of 10 years. They bought a house together, and were able to pay off the mortgage with their retirement money. They had alot of savings and their social security and were living a great life. Both lost their husbands and they were dear friends, and thought it was a good plan ... since neither of them wanted to live alone. My mom has had significant memory issues the past 2 years. I talk to my mom 2-3 times per day, and live in the same city - but the other side of town (35 minutes without traffic). I have two young children and work full-time. My husband also works full-time, but I have taken nearly two months off work these past several months due to drama in my mom's world. Her and her roommate, I will call her "B" have been fighting. I have had to intervene each time. Each time B threatens to move out, and mom's is scared to death, and doesn't know what she will do. She has no money to buy B out of the house. They have started a reverse mortgage (I didn't know about until 6 months ago) - so they would have more income, and owe almost half the house's value on that, and will each walk away with about $150K if they sell the house. Discussing options with my mom a few months ago in one of these fights was when I realized how very sick she is. She can't add, she can't remember ANYTHING - I knew there was a memory issue, but when we would discuss options, she could not grasp ANY of them. She kept thinking she could buy B out and stay in the house. She can't. There just isn't enough then for her to stay in the house on the reverse mortgage, until her death. Incidents happened too, she got lost on the way to may house - went to my old house (that I moved from 2 years ago) and called me and asked where I was. I said I was standing with the front door open and she said it was closed, and she said she was parked in my driveway. I don't have a driveway anymore. She then realized her error, and said a profane word, and found her way to my new condo. Lots and lots and lots of these types of events. I finally convinced her to go to a doctor and she wanted to go to her sleep neurologist, hoping this was from her sleep apnea. He was great, gave her a Sage test, which she failed, and referred her to a memory neurologist. We went to him together, he ran a cat scan, MRI, and lab work. All 100% normal .. , excluding vascular dementia, oxygen deprivation (from the apnea or stroke), brain tumor, or any other reason for the memory issues. His conclusion was "likely Alzheimer's" - explaining that a definitive diagnosis can't truly be given until death thru brain tissue, but if we rule out everything else, logic has us here. And we are here. He said he would give it two more months to see if we have any improvement - if she moved, and eliminated the roommate stress of fighting ... and that also became my job, to help her figure out where to move to. I showed her 30+ homes, retirement communities, condos, and she could not remember any of them after we looked at them. We went back to a few a 2nd and third time. They she would call me at 5am, and say she didn't want to move, she wanted to buy B out of the house and stay there. I would go thru it all again. I kept telling my brother (out of state) I needed his help, and he never came, and he does not believe mom has this. Now, the blow - my mom made an appointment with her primary care doctor of 10 years, and dolled herself up in her suit (like she used to do) - and did her hair and nails, and told her doctor she was fine, and that I am pushing her to admit she has alzheimers and I must want her $. B went to the doctor with her, at my request, so that she could get a list of the medications mom is on. B does not think mom has Alz either, she thinks mom has short-term memory issues, and confusion issues. So, the primary care - called me, and told me she is in charge of mom's care, and that she is going to stop the forward action with the neurologist, and stop the Aricept RX in May. She said, "your mom is fine - she is depressed and stressed from the roommate situation." They never discussed her medications. She still does not know what she is supposed to be taking every day. I wanted to go with her on this appointment, but she never told me about it - and she is paranoid I will steal from her. I have never stolen from her, or anyone, and there is not much to steal if I were a jerk. I guess I am going to surrender this to God, and hope I will still have some time with mom - I have cut off all communication with her.