My 82 year old dad has dementia and is now blind. I looked after him for a year but it was so hard, it brought me to the edge of a nervous breakdown. He's been in a home now for a year but it's not been plain sailing. Went to visit him yesterday and it's just so upsetting. He's a broken man, calling out for help and no one was there, being served disgusting food, beans and corned beef hash. Slop, prison food, no socks on his feet, his nose dripping into his food, his commode not having been emptied, eating his food with his hands as he can't see. And when we told him it was Christmas the next day he was really distressed that he hadn't sent any cards or got presents. We weren't close when I was growing up but god I feel so sad for him he's so pathetic ( in the sense of pitiful). There's nothing I can do for him but I'm sitting here in tears thinking about how sad his life is. And tbh terrified that I will end up like him one day. Feel so helpless. 