Oh yes that feeling of complete and utter "knackeredness", the brain doesn't cope with dementia - well mine doesn't anyway! This is year 4 in the maze and I'm still no better at bursting in to tears at a moments notice. My latest venture was into the World of Mum (main carer) getting pneumonia and going straight into hospital and me having to sort respite care for Dad. I thought I could look after him ...24 hours a day for a week, how ridiculous that's not long, eventually I gave up and he went to respite. I did cry all the way home, felt I'd let him down. He was the strong type, built furniture, sorted the garden, looked after the bank, decorated, organised holidays, oh and looked after Mum. Now we go for a coffee..I can do that cos I gave up work - no point in trying to work when you're brain is frazzled! The we move onto the family, who simply can't cope with Dad like he is, but I can, obviously .... Just got help this week from a 'very nice man' at the local Alzheimers group. He said all the right words (yep you guessed it - started crying again!) ...and then I found this forum, (Reading some of the stories - well you can imagine the result!). However I'm strong and I have a purpose - and that is to remind my Dad who I am every single day and give Mum all the support in the World! But sometimes I wonder why I can't cope ....funny that?! Ps whoever created this forum needs a medal!