Just need to vent. Know so many others are there in the same mire. No sleep at all until 2am last night. Husband calling constantly. Gave him a tablet, he slept until 4. Up again. Slept until 5.45. That was it. I'm past talking at present. I'm grieving for him, for me, for our life .. where did that go. He's in respite for two nights now. I've had so much extra put on my shoulders this week. I feel like some wild woman in a foreign world, trying to make my way but not knowing how to. I'm doing my best. It's not enough, it's never enough, dementia rules. I'm inching closer, I know we are, to the day I have to face that he goes into care because respite won't be enough for me to stay sane. I read on TP all the trials and tribulations of those further up the road with your loved ones and my heart bleeds for you, rosebay, Pamann, Kevin .. so many others. At least I've had the time, space and privacy to howl today and rage against this god awful disease, for all of us. Love to us all X