MIL has lived with us for 4 years, from diagnosis, her son gave up work and is her carer. Next week we've been married for 2 years. The last 6 weeks have seen a huge decline - she doesn't want to eat, refuses most things, so has had stomach pains likened to malnutrition, doesn't remember to drink and only sips when prompted. We've had CPN, SALT team, GP, nothing wrong with tummy or swallowing, has lansoprazole and will eat a tiny pancake or cake and custard, soft cakes sometimes. I'd give anything to have her back to when she was annoying me by being in and out the kitchen "helping" ( it became too risky). She's so frail, so tiny now, has taken to her bed most of the time, is having toilet accidents which we deal with, yet gets up at 2am and gets dressed, buttons her coat and sits ready to go home to her mum and dad ( she's 84). There have been so many times I've got upset at having no life, at putting visits to my parents off because we haven't anyone to help ( very cruel invisibles ), no nights out no walks with the dog together...and yet I'm terrified I've given her that vibe, I love her, I help with every aspect of her care and make her chuckle singing or chasing the dog, I stroke her hand when she's confused, is she giving up because I've sometimes felt put upon, drained, lonely? Advice please, anything I can do to tempt her to eat and drink ( we have fortisips and little drinks from the GP), did I make her worse having days when I felt at the end of my tether? I work full time, my parents are ill, my sister is ill, work is hard, kids are at uni, and the dog is bonkers! Phew, lots off my chest, sorry, I feel like I've let her down, all of them in fact, feeling ashamed.