Like Chizz says a few posts back, we are here because we care, that simple.
We married (not me and Chizz) for better or worse, in sickness and in health, 10 years on here and as I've said before I'd do it all again if I could, tomorrow, in a heartbeat, because I was there for her just like I know she would have been there for me too, had it been the other way round.
Fair comment though, thick skin helps when you get bruised both physically and emotionally. K
It's nice to know you cared enough to do it all again. Unfortunately I'm really struggling because I know it's not just the dementia and I know he would never have done what I have which doesn't help. You can care and help if it's in your nature but there does reach a point when enough is enough.
He's gone into respite for couple of weeks which I'm really want him to enjoy. He wasn't the slightest bit bothered when I left, just said 'please don't leave me in here' but so cold. No kiss, no hug, nothing. I said I hope he enjoys it and at least he will have a break from the ******* misery who keeps 'picking' on him. To which he replied. No I'll miss you, that's all just words, just temper.
I had to pop back a few hours later as they needed a copy of P.O.A. The women in charge said she'd had a long chat with him to get to know him and said he is very 'with it' and knows exactly what's going on. That he enjoyed his lunch and joined in with the activities.
When I arrived he was sitting with his back towards me, chatting and laughing with one of the residents, who turned out to be someone he'd met a few years ago. John saw me and waved, told OH who waved but didn't bother to even turn round to see me.
Was nice to see him ok and enjoying it but really did hurt.