when she was having bad days. the evenings where worse for her she would get so upset thinking she was going crazy she thought people where in her house we would have to search her house with her to help her understand it was the disease playing tricks on her. she would cry and say what is wrong with me i'm going crazy. my other grandmother is just starting to get to the point of not knowing if she's done something or she will do it over and over not knowing why. she calls me sometimes 20/30 times to tell me the same story. i go see her usually every 