Since my husbands diagnosis I have continued as if things are the same no matter how stressful life is on a day to day basis but tonight beng refered to as one of the nurses by my husband has left me feeling shell shocked. He still lives at home and I am a nurse but no other nurses have any contact with him. Each day I feel more of an outsider in his life rather than a wife of 31 years, thank goodness I have a daughter who is there for me.
During the week my husband and I attended our gp for a routine visit and all went well, we walked through the town met and chatted to a neighbour picked up the prescribed medication at the chemist, I cooked a meal on our return and we sat outside to eat no concerns whatsoever ever. The next day my husband initiated a conversation where he started to tell me what he had done yesterday who he had seen where he had been and what people had said but failed to remember it was me who had been with him.