It is sad that you have to go through this. I did and it was difficult, but not impossible. My Mom had full blown Alzheimer's so her memory was very short. I had a 72 hour psychiatric hold because I had to call 911 twice that day. I got her transferred to a facility that cares for patients with memory problems. I started telling her that this was temporary and they were going to help her. I visited her to make sure she was properly taken care of. As time went on she no longer knew her surroundings. I kept reminding her in the beginning that I loved her and wanted her to have the best care. She did tell tell me she wanted to leave. It broke my heart but I knew she was in good hands. I hope this will help, I will keep you in my prayers.

I was in the same position, I told him that he needed therapy and this was a therapy place. He wants to come home and I feel terrible but can't manage him at home. Breaks my heart. Nothing can prepare you for this heartache when a loved one gets this decease.

I may be there in the future. Right now I’m caring for him at home on my own. I put my mom in a nursing home 3 1/2 years ago. It was very hard but it worked out. With Dan he knows me. When I mentioned a place for him to go he asked if I was dumping him. He is bowel and bladder incontinent. Sometimes he gets to the toilet but today he missed the toilet and went on the seat. It was a horrible mess but I cleaned him up and fixed him his meal. Then I cleaned up the bathroom. I thought that it isn’t his fault he’s like this. When I told him it was time to eat he got real nasty. He does that. He has a short fuse because he’s frustrated but I get so upset because of all I do for him. I’m in the middle of moving to an easier place to live and he’s done nothing. I have no siblings and my 2 kids don’t live nearby. I feel like no one knows what I go through daily. I’ve gotten to the point that I don’t even like him. He was not easy to live with before this happened.

I sometimes explain to my husband why he’s in memory care and, other times, just divert his attention. When I go to see him, which is usually at least once a day, he often says “thank god you’re here. I can’t wait to get out of here. “ When I do explain, depending on where his minds at, he often understands, in the moment, and shows empathy. But, of course, he never remembers.

I'm going thru this also. I haven't told him yet and don't know how to say it. My heart is breaking.