Ok first off here are the hugs (hugs hugs hugs), and a final BIG hugToday has been one of those days that I'm grateful I have the chickens and horses as a distraction. They kept me from fully loosing my temper several times. Grandma's appointment with the neurologist did NOT go the way she wanted it to go and he told her some things she did not want to hear. She started it off by arguing that she almost had a stroke, and he corrected her and told her that she DID have one. He also told her that the full side effects of stroke can take up to 6 months to become apparent. She told him she was going home, he told her it was either stay with us or a nursing home. She has to go back in 3 months for a memory test, she's refusing. To make her happy afterwards we took her to the grocery store, while in there she blew up and said she was not staying any longer. I lost it, and told her to tell me which nursing home to call then. She stopped arguing, but has barely spoken to me or mom the rest of the evening.

Ok, now - and I am sure you know this, but when a person has a stroke it affects their cognitive abilities, and with your Gramma's onset of dementia it makes it worse. I am surprised the Dr argued with her and maybe wound her up.
When I was a Nurse working geriatrics / psychiatry I learnt real fast that humouring and agreeing with a person went a long way towards keeping the peace and keeping them calm.
Of course in ones own reality easier said than done! As with my experience with my Gramma who was quite 'with it'. I had to bit my tongue many times and humour her (sigh).
And yes agreed thank goodness for my horses.
You know I feel a sense of guilt now - my Gramma wanted me to get hens but I refused, told her they were just trouble. But I have to say I really wish now I had bought hens back when she wanted them, it would have been fun for both of us. I feel I need to get a special hen and call her Gramma
