I do get help, in the sense that family do offer help, and I am grateful. The thing is, looking after someone who has Altzheimers, as my wife has, is a 24 hour job. It's in those times when all you need is someone to talk to. My wife knows who I am, but has virtually become a recluse in our bedroom. With the curtains closed, as when she last came into the living room, where we do have large windows, she says it is like being in a goldfish bowl. My sister , who lives in Northants, and who is 5 years older than me--( I am 79 ), rings me regularly, and it is so good to talk. all the rest of the family do not contact unless to respond when I ask for help, so I live a very quiet existence. Can't leave her to go to any meetings, I am her sole carer, and to be honest, she does not react well to strangers, like Social Care etc. When I have to go out to the shops, iy is a quick there and back, and I never know what she might be doing while I am out, such as taking things from the fridge, washer , and cupboards etc. I someone, even a member of family are here while I go out, she will still do these things, and if you don't see her in time, it's too late. I, however sit where I can see her every move. I can't expect anyone else to do the same. Only us carers know what it's like, it is heartbreaking.