When my husband phones me from the Care Home he sounds almost normal but when I am there he thinks I’m the ‘other me’ and talks to me as though he hates me. I am trying to cut down on my visiting but it’s hard. He has started taking all his clothes out of his wardrobe -(not easy, as he is in a wheelchair) -and putting them on his bed - ready for going home! - he doesn’t actually know where home is. At times I take him out for lunch but I can’t stand the way looks at me. The staff at the home say that he is ok, so perhaps I’m doing more harm than good by spending so much time there. I’m at my wits end - and I am drinking far too much wine.