It doesn't fit and that's the problem bugging Mac, his teeth didn't fit..so out came his bottom teeth, luckily I found them in his sheets, I wondered what he was talking about there.  Anyway, we decided to go to the denturologist to see what the problem was..well not sure if there really was a problem.  The denturologist seemed to think it was all in his mind, but did do some filing of his denture and said it's going to be o.k.  and thankfully, so far it is.  I'm not going to try to use paragraphs as this blog square or whatever is acting super silly, small fonts large fonts , plus starting in the middle.  But I want to put it in the record that Mac has been having denture problems, it's good to have it there so I"ll know when and how and what we did about stuff.  Can't believe today - a really good day, woke up almost on his own. happily...brushed teeth, and came with me to the Doctor's office - to find out what my lump is -I well it's a benign tumor, called a lipoma..a kind of fatty ball inside my right waist.  and it's not a problem, so that's good to know...Mac was fine at the office and fine all afternoon when my book group gabbed away about our latest book, enjoyed all the company and attention...so since I write about all the disruptions of which we've had a few since I last wrote, i.e. up and down behavior at night,  wanting to find his mom, his family etc..either I'm getting better at deflecting the problems that usually come up with this , or he is reacting better to my suggestions.  Sunday evening e had fun at the park with Finley, Brianna and Val, but as soon as it started to get dark, his eye or perception of where and how we were walking caused him to have anxiety problems, so must remember, no walking out after eight p.m. why give myself a problem...I was pleased with his reaction to all the people 7 women here today, who all spoke to him individually and his answers although at times a bit incoherent, were so happy.  When we went down with them as they left the building, his exuberance was such that he was shaking hands with the people in the lobby, smiling and altogether a wonderful happy camper, so to keep up this behavior, I'll go for a walk with him while it's still light and enjoy the happy non-crabby old man....g'nite.

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