MIL passed away this morning in the Nursing home where she had been for 10 days for respite care. Having been to see her last Thursday it seems like a blessed relief. She did not recognise me, needed to be hoisted, spoon fed and did not speak apart from the occasional word. What surprises me is that the family seem shocked. It's as if they have never really understood what dementia is and the fact that ultimately it was going to kill her. I thank god that she did not go on like this for years. I know some do. I have found the last few years emotionally exhausting. I do not really feel anything now but relief. That may seem heartless. Even my elder son said he did not really feel any connection. In his eyes she has not been there for some time. We can now get on and deal with the practicalities and not have to worry when the next crisis will happen.