You know how your hair always does what it is supposed to do on the day that you're getting it cut off? It's like it knows that you're fed up and chopping it off. Yeah, that's kind of like Mom today. We have an appointment with the Neurologist in a couple of hours. He's the one who adjusts her behavioral medications. Guess what? Her behavior is great today and that's without meds! Why do I feel like there are rules to this game that Mom knows and I don't?