Hey all, first time poster. Have completely appreciated reading everyone's stories. So my FIL has been displaying many symptoms of dementia, we noticed little things a few years back but as you do, we put it down to 'old age' but this past year things have started to be more prominent & have become unavoidable to brush off now. During lockdown we did all his shopping, see him through the window & talked daily, everything we could possibly do to keep him safe(vulnerable due to having a heart attack years back) he seemed fine not really any concerns at all, then he started saying odd things, his neighbour who lived across from him kept putting bin bags in his bin & this made dad adamant that the neighbour was trying to get him out of his flat so he could have the flat for himself, we tried on numerous occasions to reassure dad this wasn't the case, the neighbour moved out & dad settled. We knew the neighbour very well & knew for certain he wouldn't be doing things to cause dad distress on purpose. Then dad had a small rental increase and this is where things became worse, he needed to change the amount of his standing order but as he was given a few months notice before the change come into effect, he constantly fixated on when that needed to be done we was receiving phone calls daily about the amount & when it needed to be done(hes always been a worrier, so this didnt seem so out of character) but we was having the same conversation over & over, when we finally got him round to changing the standing order we thought 'ok now thats done he'll calm down' no, he couldn't understand that the rent will come out of his bank as it always does he was asking if he needed to withdraw the extra amount to give to the landlord and this had to be explained to him so many times he eventually settled. Then the world opened up, so me, hubs & kids went on holiday, after we returned my mum explained that FIL had several days where he turned up at mum's house crying & saying that the big fella(landlord) wanted him out & blamed us for going away. The back story of landlord is they are family friends of my parents & are the most genuine people you could ever meet, never in a million years would they want someone out without a genuine reason & FIL certainly wouldn't have given them a reason, but it was in dad's mind that they wanted him out, my mum had to stop dad going on early morning walks a few times(something he has never done before). But with this happening we still couldn't admit or find a reason that something was wrong. A few months after this, we noticed behaviour that wasn't like dad whatsoever, he didn't pay a certain bill(the only one that wasn't set up as a DD) & had received a final notice, then a few weeks after it was paid, he called me saying he needed to pay it but he couldn't get the money out of the cash point we thought the machines wernt working but turns out he'd forgotten his pin number, we then took control as so many things were happening in a short space of time that we could no longer ignore, we went through his flat & ended up getting rid of 4 bags of out of date food, found letters of important appointments he had missed & when questioned he couldn't remember going to it but then said he did, so many things didn't add up that I called his GP who referred him for a memory clinic appointment. Over Christmas we noticed alot more things, for example he didn't know it was Christmas day or that he came to ours Christmas(he's only been coming since me & hubs moved in together 17 years ago) when speaking to my husband he didn't remember my name & referred to me as 'your wife', he's forgot all our names at some point. We noticed he hadn't been taking his medication properly so I got him a pill box, which didn't work at first but now seems to be ok. I accompanied him to his memory assessment & that was very upsetting, he couldn't complete the tasks properly and has been referred to another clinic who specialises in mental health/dementia etc. I know in my heart what the diagnosis will be but I'm hoping I'm wrong & clutching at straws. I just want a little glimmer of hope. I'm sorry for the long post but writing this out has somewhat helped.