My Mum had her assessment just before Christmas. Dad, me and my brother were all with her when it was carried out at home. Today I had a phone call from my Dad who is 83 and suffers from COPD to say the memory nurse had popped in, they weren't expecting her, and gave Mum the diagnosis. She spent time discussing things with them and left them a wealth of literature to look at. We were expecting it but I still feel totally overwhelmed and frightened by what lay ahead. My Mum was the powerhouse behind their marriage and poor Dad isn't one of life's copers. For a while now I have sorted out their finances and taken over gardening, cleaning and ironing as Mum has become less and less interested. My husband and two of my three daughter's are disabled and I am their full time carer. I'm scared that I won't be able to be there for everyone. My brother is very much on the sidelines, I've told him he has to step up but every time a letter drops on the mat or help is needed its me Mum and Dad turn to. For the past two weeks I have been at the hospital every day with my eldest daughter, I phone Mum and Dad every day but they still tell me how much they miss me if they don't see me a couple of times a week. My brother can go weeks and nothing is said. I know I sound selfish, Mum is the one with the condition, not me. I couldn't say this to anyone else but I feel like such a bad person because everyone needs a piece of me but I'm exhausted.