Perhaps I should have taken the advice given about the trip to Colorado after all.  I can't say that the trip was a total disaster, but Dick did not enjoy it as much as I thought he would.  Many times during our driving days he would look at me and ask, "Where's my wife?"  At first I answered by saying that I was Teri, his wife, but that elicited a furious reaction, one that lasted for hours.  Later I started saying that she was shopping, a ploy that my son had had some success with --- and that got a laugh ( Of course, where else would she be!).  It's so odd talking about myself in the third person, but as with all of the stages so far, I suppose I'll adjust eventually.  I must say that I got to thinking a little more seriously about placement on this trip.  Now that we are home, Dick still seems anxious about one thing or another -- not so easy as before the trip.  Another reason to feel guilty -- I should have listened.  As it stands now, I'm not sure I can deal effectively and patiently with his moods --- it's frustrating beyond frustrating because it is relentless now.  We'll see -- but I must confess to being a bit sad.