Hi, I’m new to this site but glad I found it. I don’t really know where to start with anything. My grandad is in a later stage of Altzheimer’s. Until 2 months ago he lived with my nan who was and still is his carer and his soul mate. He’s now in temporary respite and two weeks ago we were told that he can’t come home and has to go into full-time care. I don’t think any of this really sunk in until today when me and my nan went to see my grandad. I felt really guilty. I’ve always tried to help out as much as I can living 40 miles away and also working, and I see my nan and grandad at least once a week but just wish I could do more to help ease the pain that my nan is feeling and to reassure my grandad that everything is ok. He got so upset today and I hate to see him like that. I know that I should be grateful. I love my grandad to pieces and although he doesn’t recognise me by name or the fact that I’m related to him anymore, the big beaming smile and wave I get when I go to visit him and when I get to hear his laugh again makes it all worth while. I do feel sometimes like the grandad who taught me how to swim and taught me how to ride my bike and read has been buried away somewhere and wonder if I’ll see him again and that makes me sad but I know I’ll never stop loving my grandad. I’m finding everything quite tough at the moment, but I know that there are others who are worse off than myself. I find strength in my nan and her devotion to my grandad and hope that one day I can find someone like she has and be half the person she is.