Limbo

I hate limbo.  I had a plan all worked out.  There were many layers to the decisions I was making. 
The last couple of times I have been to visit Mom, have kind of left me feeling confused.  I hear the complaints about how much work she is and how much she is costing.  And the underlaying feel is if we can't stop her restlessness and potty issues that she will not be able to stay there.  It's not said that way.  It is said that she can't afford carpet cleaners often. 
Now I have been, again, doing research about dementia.  The restlessness is just part of the disease as are the potty issues.  I did not look for an ACH that did not deal with dementia.  Because that is what she has.  I'm not hiding anything, although I was shocked at where we were when we brought her to the ACH.  But the disease progresses.  It doesn't go backwards.  And I certainly want all four women who live there to be safe.  And that is commented on, although no one says she is still being combative since she got a new med. 
We were suppose to have the doctor appointment to see what, if anything, can be done.  I'm not sure.  And what if there isn't?  The disease is progressive. 
Here is the limbo part.  Am I getting her house ready for sale, or am I getting her house ready for her to move back home with me?  If we work things out at the care home for now, sell her house and then have the disease take another blow and she is asked to leave.....then what?  Because there are always going to be things that are beyond the normal aging.  She is always going to be a lot of work now.  And I need to make a decision soon.  The money is almost gone and her house is her last asset.  Oy.