The sadness pouring out of my husband today is heartbreaking. We went for a drive on Sat and he has been exhausted ever since. He's sleeping a lot lately and I never know what to expect when he gets up, will he be settled enough, more confused, wanting to go home etc. Last night he was really annoyed that we had moved house and lived here now, I hadn't even told him, I'd sold the house behind his back and so on. Didn't believe we'd been here 10 years. He slept well enough last night and is usually placid enough after a good sleep but today the sadness is just bouncing off him and it's breaking my heart. It's almost as if he knows what's happening and that he can't do anything about it. He's away back to bed now and looked totally exhausted. I dread him getting up again. I sit in dread every morning waiting for him to get up so I know what kind of a day it'll be. I seem to be living on painkillers and stomach tablets at the minute. Some days I can manage ok and other days I wonder how long I can keep going. Rant over for now. I know there's nothing anybody can do and I just have to be thankful he's not violent and aggressive.