As I have stated before, my father has dementia. I am his sole caregiver. Well, he has reached the stage where he needs 24/7 care and monitoring. Last night I found him laying on the concrete patio. He had fallen. Since his pants were down around his knees, I assume he was urinating in the yard and lost his balance. So, EMTs, ambulance, hospital. Luckily only a couple of abrasions and a sprained wrist. I can't do it alone anymore. I'm afraid to go to the store and leave him alone or even go to sleep. My health and mental state are suffering nearly as much, or more, than his. I said I'd never do this, but I have to put him in a home. We cannot afford 24/7 home health care. So the one thing I said I'd never do is the one thing I have to do. I'm not sure which will kill me faster, but I know which will kill him faster. I haven't eaten in days except for some chips. The stress is causing my hair and teeth to fall out of my head. I can't go on like this and neither can he. That said, I feel like the most worthless piece of **** right now.




