It's been a long time since I've been here but it's been a real tough week. My husband Brian went into respite for a week to give us both a break last week. While he was in there he dropped the bombshell he didn't want to come home. Said he no longer loved me, said he thought I was now ugly and didn't want to come home. We've been married 38 years & up until last week I thought very happy. He has now come home but is now in his own room & I now I am just his carer. Sadly I still love him like I did the day we got married & it is just so hard. This bloody illness is just so cruel & I feel for the want of a much better word ****.b