I am feeling totally, totally depressed. My wife goes in to care on Tuesday after long and careful deliberation by me and involving her immediate family.
Everything I do now, I think that this will be one of the last times I can do it for her. We still sleep together and cuddle each other (even if she doesn't know who I am!) and tell each other we love them. It's tearing me apart.
It's almost like looking ahead to a bereavement, I'm finding it so hard to accept that we will never be together again, to go on holiday, to go to bed together, to sit down to a meal together, to fall asleep in front of the TV together, and I still have three more days of this torment.
She doesn't know she is going in to care of course, and I'm trying to put on a normal face, but it's so so hard not to keep bursting out into tears in front of her (as I am now as I write this)
I have got this of my chest, now got to get her showered and dressed.
Everything I do now, I think that this will be one of the last times I can do it for her. We still sleep together and cuddle each other (even if she doesn't know who I am!) and tell each other we love them. It's tearing me apart.
It's almost like looking ahead to a bereavement, I'm finding it so hard to accept that we will never be together again, to go on holiday, to go to bed together, to sit down to a meal together, to fall asleep in front of the TV together, and I still have three more days of this torment.
She doesn't know she is going in to care of course, and I'm trying to put on a normal face, but it's so so hard not to keep bursting out into tears in front of her (as I am now as I write this)
I have got this of my chest, now got to get her showered and dressed.