I just would like some help please to come to terms with not being able to ever leave my husband who has dementia. He is unable to go out as too disabled by bleed on brain and cant cope with movement or noise so dementia cafe etc no use. He still has some capacity and wont have anyone sit with him while I go out.
Feel very selfish but we have given up our lovely home to come to the 2 bed apartment where we are now and am so resentful and feel dreadfully mean.
There is no married life as such now and I just feel forsaken. Sounds like its all about me but he is quite content with his life
So sorry to moan on as I know many of you have far worse to contend with and thanks for reading
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Evidence on Andy Burnham's National Care Service proposals


