Hi, I've only posted on here a few times, but just wondered if anyone else had experience of a youngish husband, mine is just 58, going into assessment. Colin was diagnosed with Frontal Temporal Lobe demential four years ago. He has rapidlydeclined especially in the last six months, it's been difficult caring for him as we have a young ten year old daughter and I still work 5 days a week. He has been attending a day centre for a year now and then suddenly this week his Consultant called me in for a meeting, along with several other people involved in his care and it was decided that he should go in for assessment and then more than likely into care permanently. The meeting was on Wednesday and on Thursday afternoon I had a phone all to say a bed was available on Friday. Everything was such a whirl, I took Colin in on Friday morning, lovely ward and lovely people, but oh what an emotional rollercoaster. Don't know whether to feel relief, guilt, or what, I feel absolutely exhausted. I phoned this morning and he's OK, had a good night's sleep so I feel better about that, but they like to settle them in before a visit so I won't see him until Monday. The house is so quiet, and I'm used to locking the doors when he's in to stop him wandering out and having to help in all aspects of his washing and dressing and I can't as yet get to grips with the fact that he may never come home again. This is just scratching the surface of how I feel, I keep crying one minute and then I'll be OK the next and busy with my daughter. I'm sure we'll adjust but it's so sad for all our family.