My husband has actually been showing signs of Alzheimer's since he was in his 40's, (he's 77 now,) and I only became aware of it when I rang 111 six years ago because he was ill with a chest infection. He has always had bronchiectasis and has only one lung due to the disease but his mental strangeness came on in his forties when he suffered depression and made many suicide attempts. The NHS did nothing about his mental condition at that time, in the late 1980's and I do remember thinking it was very odd. So I was somewhat amazed when I rang the 111 in 2018 to be told:- "He's useless, you shouldn't be bothering us about his medical illnesses, he's got Alzheimer's - it's time you put him in a home." The GP maintained for years that my husband had severe rheumatoid arthritis, bronchiectasis, deafness, enlarged prostate, you name it they said he'd got it, but not Alzheimer's! All my husband's hospital treatment for his rheumatoid arthritis, prostate problem, chest problem and deafness has now been cancelled by the NHS because he has a definite Alzheimer's diagnosis. His feet became severely deformed in the pandemic. He had this woman Rheumatologist and he really dislikes women and wouldn't attempt to speak to her on the phone, so he got no anti-rheumatic drugs. He's so very deaf and can't talk much on the phone anyway as he can't hear what is being asked. His feet are now all broken down in ulcers and he cannot walk. I attempted to explain to the Psychiatric Nurse that he is very deaf and cannot walk but all she was interested in was getting him to go to the Memory Cafe. I wouldn't be willing to go to such a place myself and he wont go anywhere without me. I study for hours every day, (French and English Literature,) as he can't hold a conversation, he can't hear well enough. The District Nurses wont come to dress his feet, he wont attend the giggling young cheeky practice nurses about them, and I have to find someone privately with nursing qualifications of some sort to come in and do the dressing for me. The NHS is useless here, but it is an area of cheap properties. When he goes into a home, I wont be able to afford to live here any longer, without his financial contribution. I'm the wrong side of 70 and have an eye disease which will leave me blind eventually. I'd do anything to find a cheap home for him somewhere so that I could do a two week trip to Italy whilst I can still see. I wouldn't have stayed with him, had I know what the NHS was keeping from me all those years.