Hello, I’ve been scouring forum posts for some time but this is my first post, and don’t quite know where to start. My husband was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s 2 years ago, with symptoms several years prior. I thought he was depressed as it was during lockdown, he barely spoke and was very passive aggressive, though not physically.
He‘s now 66 and I’m 64. He was an intelligent man, a retired Chartered Surveyor with a part time consultancy. Unbeknown to me he’d simply walked away from his business and I had to deal with the aftermath, contacting customers, dealing with his tax liabilities etc. At diagnosis he was told never to drive again, so I had to drive us home (in his car which I’d never driven as he never let me, I was terrified!). Thankfully he surrendered his licence and we sold his car, but he‘s never stopped reminding me and resenting me
daily. He’s been on Memantine since diagnosis, but I’m not convinced it’s doing anything any more.
Very quickly, while remaining verbally articulate, he lost all executive function. He now cannot undertake the simplest task without me ie getting dressed, showered, cleaning teeth, cooking & preparing meals, grocery shopping, all house diy and admin, literally everything. He’s not even able to make himself a cup of tea, answer or use a phone, or find his way around our house (ironically he did the drawings and loads of diy for our extension 10 years ago).
I’m still working but due to retire prematurely in March, as caring for him while working from home (my employer allowed this special concession) 3 days a week has become utterly impossible. I’m gutted as I love my job and colleagues as they preserve my sanity, and financially I won’t receive my State Pension for another 2 years.
My multiple challenges are (1) his depression - daily head in hands sobbing all day long, doesn‘t want to be alive, please take me to Dignitas in Switzerland etc (2) verbally aggressive sundowning from around 3pm to throughout the night, during which he strides around me aggressively accusing me over and over of stealing his money, house, car, life, entrapping and imprisoning him, swearing, demanding I take him home/to his brother/our son/ to a ‘lawyer’. This affects the later end of my working days when I’m trying to compose and submit reports to a deadline (I’m only sat 2 feet away from him to keep an eye). When I say no to anything as I’m working or it’s the middle of the night, he swears at me and ramps up - I’m going to walk out/I'm divorcing you/demands I leave ’his‘ house/get a lawyer now etc etc Several times he’s actually left the house and I’ve had to follow and persuade him back, even during the night (3) Shadowing me literally everywhere to every room in the house inc shower and toilet, I don‘t have a single moment‘s peace on my own, it’s driving me insane (4) He gropes me sexually most nights and gets grumpy when I gently push him away - it’s just not going to happen as I’m utterly utterly exhausted and not remotely interested.
In early January he was prescribed Mitrazipine to help with depression and sundowning, but within 3 days I had to stop it as he became truly off the wall delusional and paranoid, and I just couldn’t cope with his behaviour. He’s just started on Sertraline this week (he refuses daily so I have to fight/persuade).
I‘ve also attempted daycare several times in the last few months. He hates and resents it, every single time they’ve had to call me to cut it short and take him home.
Last night I crept downstairs in the middle of night to watch a Netflix thriller I like (he hates it) - within 15 mins he’d come down and snapped the big light on, dragged the sofa throw off me and for 2 hours stood in front of me and the TV raging for goodness knows what reason - resentment, jealousy. Yes yes of course I know he has a condition that makes him do this - but where am I in all this? It’s now almost 4pm on a Sat afternoon and I’ve downed yet another bottle of wine. I’ve put 2 stone over the last 2 years and feel my life is over.
Sorry for rambling, I really am at break point.
He‘s now 66 and I’m 64. He was an intelligent man, a retired Chartered Surveyor with a part time consultancy. Unbeknown to me he’d simply walked away from his business and I had to deal with the aftermath, contacting customers, dealing with his tax liabilities etc. At diagnosis he was told never to drive again, so I had to drive us home (in his car which I’d never driven as he never let me, I was terrified!). Thankfully he surrendered his licence and we sold his car, but he‘s never stopped reminding me and resenting me
daily. He’s been on Memantine since diagnosis, but I’m not convinced it’s doing anything any more.
Very quickly, while remaining verbally articulate, he lost all executive function. He now cannot undertake the simplest task without me ie getting dressed, showered, cleaning teeth, cooking & preparing meals, grocery shopping, all house diy and admin, literally everything. He’s not even able to make himself a cup of tea, answer or use a phone, or find his way around our house (ironically he did the drawings and loads of diy for our extension 10 years ago).
I’m still working but due to retire prematurely in March, as caring for him while working from home (my employer allowed this special concession) 3 days a week has become utterly impossible. I’m gutted as I love my job and colleagues as they preserve my sanity, and financially I won’t receive my State Pension for another 2 years.
My multiple challenges are (1) his depression - daily head in hands sobbing all day long, doesn‘t want to be alive, please take me to Dignitas in Switzerland etc (2) verbally aggressive sundowning from around 3pm to throughout the night, during which he strides around me aggressively accusing me over and over of stealing his money, house, car, life, entrapping and imprisoning him, swearing, demanding I take him home/to his brother/our son/ to a ‘lawyer’. This affects the later end of my working days when I’m trying to compose and submit reports to a deadline (I’m only sat 2 feet away from him to keep an eye). When I say no to anything as I’m working or it’s the middle of the night, he swears at me and ramps up - I’m going to walk out/I'm divorcing you/demands I leave ’his‘ house/get a lawyer now etc etc Several times he’s actually left the house and I’ve had to follow and persuade him back, even during the night (3) Shadowing me literally everywhere to every room in the house inc shower and toilet, I don‘t have a single moment‘s peace on my own, it’s driving me insane (4) He gropes me sexually most nights and gets grumpy when I gently push him away - it’s just not going to happen as I’m utterly utterly exhausted and not remotely interested.
In early January he was prescribed Mitrazipine to help with depression and sundowning, but within 3 days I had to stop it as he became truly off the wall delusional and paranoid, and I just couldn’t cope with his behaviour. He’s just started on Sertraline this week (he refuses daily so I have to fight/persuade).
I‘ve also attempted daycare several times in the last few months. He hates and resents it, every single time they’ve had to call me to cut it short and take him home.
Last night I crept downstairs in the middle of night to watch a Netflix thriller I like (he hates it) - within 15 mins he’d come down and snapped the big light on, dragged the sofa throw off me and for 2 hours stood in front of me and the TV raging for goodness knows what reason - resentment, jealousy. Yes yes of course I know he has a condition that makes him do this - but where am I in all this? It’s now almost 4pm on a Sat afternoon and I’ve downed yet another bottle of wine. I’ve put 2 stone over the last 2 years and feel my life is over.
Sorry for rambling, I really am at break point.