I wonder why you 'haven't had a good night's sleep' since the 1980's punkfolkrocker?
My mother had dementia near the end of her life, but seemed happy and jolly enough anyway.
I have to smile about 'Corona'. In the sixties, the Corona man came round in a van selling Corona fizzy drinks in bottles. (I believe it was a Welsh firm called Evans, but I may be wrong) Others on here may remember that too.
Keep a-troshing, and don't yew worry about the end o' yer loif!