Hello all, I have finally come to realise that I must accept the status quo. MH is going into permanent care today. I have railed against it for a long time, was worrying myself sick over how he would respond, whether he would eat or drink if I wasn't there. He probably won't, not at first anyway. His dementia has worsened again due to the latest cellulitis infection, but he has been eating and drinking a little in hospital. His infection has cleared. Now for the hard part, putting him into care, but I now understand that I must accept whatever happens from here on in. He may go downhill, lapse into a coma or anything if he won't eat or drink sufficiently, but worrying and fretting (read bawling my eyes out) is not going to change anything, so acceptance is all I have left.