I completely understand your frustration. I've got something similar with my husband. Every case is different but the sense of loss of a partner is present however that loss manifests itself. I feel trapped, as if I had a toddler who needs consistent attention. My husband is still functional but his decline is apparent and increasing. We're seeing a neurologist on Friday, when I hope to get some answers. If she tells my husband to stop driving, our lives will change drastically and not for the better. I guess it's time to look into senior daycare again. I dread bringing it up because I know my husband will resist. Doing arts and crafts or exercises with twenty-something kids leading a group is definitely not his thing. He wants to tell his stories over and over and over. He could do that at a care center and people would listen to him and probably forget they'd heard the stories before. That happens now at his favorite coffee shop. He would hate to give that up. Maybe I could convince him to alternate days. There's a thought.