I called mom today to tell her I was coming over soon. She told me not to rush, that she was fine. I went to the house to find out that she spilt orange juice on the Alert machine and the alarm was going off every 10 seconds. Mom's leg was swollen but she was going from room to room putting stuff away. I asked her if she missed Elaine. She told me, "No" that Elaine would not let her go from room to room, that Peggy yesterday kept following her so she finally sent her to the store. I said, "Mom, how can you say that you don't need anyone when you should be resting your leg and the alarm is going off every ten seconds. I asked where the directions were and ended up calling the company. They put me on hold for 20 minutes but felt the water damaged the system and it was an old unit anyway. I feel that machine is not worth it.(they are sending a new one in a few days) It takes up all of mom's table and I then find stuff missing under the bed. She tells me the bed is too big for her. The guy tells me to disconnect the machine, that it should not be on a power strip. Mom has the lamp on the power strip. I tell her it doesn't work. We finally realize the bulb it gone.I tell mom how can she have 10 things all plugged in to one strip and then to find the plug it is under the bed that no way can mom reach. She tells me she hates the weather, it is so dreary for her and her plants, when is the sun going to come out. I tell her it was lovely up the River, she should take a ride. Someday, she tells me. I know John Tyler has stuff under his bed also that falls under it. Mom's house is not set up for a senior. I finally convince her to rest her leg and stop puttering around. She tells me she will sleep for an hour. She wishes she had a robot, she tells me, that she can tell to move the clock or get things for her. I tell her in a 100 years there will probably be a robot to do that stuff. (Email A to JAH, May 29, 2007)