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When my mother had her stroke, she had a bad stroke, she didn't have dementia, but this was just from a stroke and she was out of it. I mean one eye is pointing one way and the other eye is pointing the other way, really bad. And sitting there in the room, you know, and she's talking to Aunt Josie who's dead, and other people that I don't even know who are there, because she's that spaced out, because she actually thinks that people are alive, you know. It's just crazy, but yeah, that was kind of creepy because I didn't think she was going to pull through. You know, after the brain came around, she was okay. She started, you know, her eyes went back and she was never the same, but you know, she wasn't, you know, it was a stroke where she had to use the walker after that, you know, the one with the wheels, I mean that sort of stuff. She could never walk very, very well after the stroke. And that's what happens when you get old, we've got to expect that. I'm almost getting near the 7-0 number, so I'm not going to be around much longer. I've got to get things prepared, try to get rid of some of this junk that I've got here.