I'm sorry, I'm feeling a bit sorry for myself tonight. Keith was up two hours too early today, and lack of sleep is the worst thing for him - and we've had a few nights of that. It has taken well over an hour to get him to the bathroom and then bed. Worry-wise, I am back to where I was in January, with knobs on . . . I am hoping tomorrow will be more positive but I will have to write a note to the PD nurse and get help. Not sure if I will be able to get him to her appointment on Thursday for starters.