Last week was the first realisation of how far my Dad's dementia has got. Firstly I'm not new to dementia, sadly I lost my uncle who was 67 last year (I also cared for him as he had never married) but we were sat at an appointment for my Mum (both my parents are in their 80s ) and I knew if I were to walk out my Dad wouldn't know where he was, why he was there or how to get home. At that point my heart broke, I'm sorry but I don't have anyone to share this with as I am classed as the carer of my family. Dad was diagnosed last year with vascular dementia.