My uncle has a rare form of Alzheimer's (early onset familial).
He was diagnosed when he was 46 and had been living with my grandma (who is 87) for the last 10 years (his wife left him when he was diagnosed)
He's been move to a care home, is 8stn (and 6 foot tall) He won't eat and won't drink and its just shit.
Life is not fair, he's the nicest man, and he's wasting away courtesy of Alzheimer's.
Sorry, I'm just annoyed and sad 