I witnessed both sets of grandparents and a great-aunt slip into confusion - some more so than others as they aged. I also watched my mother and father patiently treat them with dignity and respect. I praised my parents for that - to their faces - when we had to go through those ordeals. I also treated my grandparents with great respect and talked to them gently and with patience when it was my turn to spend the night or sit with them. Their confusion never aggravated me. I watched my mother's sister lose her cool over and over and over and I hated that. I have counseled many people to try the gentle approach, ignore the repeated statements like me and my family did, and to be patient. It isn't that hard. Well, now it is. My parents, my father due to nerve deafness and my mother - due to I don't know what - are not communicating well with me. I have to repeat things. My mother will say something - I will correct her - and she will get mad and declare that she didn't say it that way and I find myself bound and determined to set her straight. I am turning into my aunt. It's about to put me over the brink. I have zero tolerance and it's making me mad at myself. I had more tolerance than anyone in my family with my grandparents and that's why my mother used me alot to tend to them when she could not. What's happening? Some is wrong with me - I readily admit that. I snap like a twig at my mother. And I hate it. She doesn't have dementia, but she isn't listening to me or others. Why am I so suddenly the Grouch of the South with her?