I quit work to help mom look after my dad who was developing dementia/getting frail. I didn't realise being a carer was so demanding. I spent nearly 2 and 1/2 years living at my parents home waking up in the middle of the night because I heard something that might have been dad related. At least he still knew who we were. He had always been there for us and it was the least I could to for him. F**k me he had trouble getting in and out of my car lol. We went for a drive that morning, he died that night. Way to go.
