A real Tipping Point today, a rather big milestone I think.
We had a slight disagreement earlier, very minor, when he refused to have a shower to keep a skin infection clean until we can see doctor....
He phoned his son, and said he did not want to be with me any longer, and fancied moving up to Derby - the practicalities are enormous- assumed, wrongly, that he could just live with his son ( who is in a 1 bedroomed flat).
Just feel quite hurt that he is thinking like this after all we have meant to each other, and all I have done for him.
But the truth is, of course, it is the dementia, isn't it - well, of course it is.
Mine announced that he planned to go back to work the other day. I haven't taken him abroad for a couple of years so he's going alone (yeah, good luck with that one). If they could see themselves as we do they would understand but they don't.