Update: Two doctors said my wife will never go home and will never walk again. We scooped her up and brought her home and she started getting better fast. She can now get up and walk with a walker, feed herself and knows I belong here, most of the time. At least she isn't afraid of me as would be a stranger. I asker her day before yesterday if she knew my name, and she said no, but I do know you are the guy that lives here. This morning she remembers about everything I ask about.
The primary doctor admitted he misdiagnosed the Parkinson's, and the carbidopa was fast making the dementia worse. So the prayers of making the doctors smarter is being answered, along with a bunch more.
The Lord has given her the where with all to call me by my name.
Praise be to the Great Physician