I took your advice, Christine, and mentioned to daughter that her Dad was feeling depressed. An hour later, she called him to say she was picking him up at 11 on Friday to go to a matinee movie. She didn't give him an option - just said she'd be here. This is going to be SO good for him. A small step, but a step none the less.

That encouraged me to be a little more forceful about other things. The car needed gas yesterday, and instead of just doing it myself - I said "We need gas. Could you take care of that for me?" And he DID!

Also, I suffer from arthritis in my hands and his pill crusher is very hard for me to work. After dinner, I loaded the meds into the crusher and handed it to him for the grinding - which he gladly did. Again, a small step - but one towards doing some of his own care.

Maybe I'm too busy walking on eggshells here, and need to steer us both back towards normalcy. Whatever that is.