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@pamela78

My husband looks like a homeless person. He wears the same clothes most days, ragged jeans and shoes that are coming apart. Sometimes I can get him to wear something decent if we're going out to dinner or something. He also won't cut his hair or beard. He looks like a wild man. All of this has really been getting to me, but these comments help me see that I should just let it go. As long as he doesn't smell bad, what difference does it make? I expect that in the next few years we're going to see lots of disheveled, elderly people shuffling around our neighborhoods and stores. Neighbors should perhaps be told the situation so they don't freak out or misunderstand what's going on. With so many baby boomers, there will come a day when most people will have some experience with dotty elders.

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OMG I can't believe others are going through this. When I told my sister that he won't shower, she was shocked. I thought he was the only one. My husband has changed so much I feel like I only know him part of the time, other times he's almost a stranger. And he doesn't have severe memory loss, I would say a medium-well memory loss. He's finally given up accusing me of having a boyfriend if I go shopping or meet a girl friend for lunch, so that's good. But I've told him I won't go out with him in public looking like he does. So every 10 days or so he'll get in the shower. I've decided to live my life and get the help and support I need. He sleeps and watches TV. That's it. We are early 70's. I get groceries delivered, found a gal to come in and do the vacuuming and floors every other week and a great handyman who is a gem and he helps me keep the house maintained. He'll wake up from a nap and call me on the phone to see where I am when I'm just in the living room. I'm going to visit my sister on the coast in late Summer and figure he'll never travel again so I'll go on my own. I'll have to have someone come check on him while I'm gone, but I'm going. Frankly I can hardly wait. Surely not what I expected in my marriage. His memory issues were caused by alcoholism so that makes it a bitter pill to swallow for me. But I'm still here and sometimes he's still here. I listen to music and play with the dog and clean house and watch a movie and talk to my sisters and make him food and take care of him. Wanna come visit and have a glass of wine? 🙂 Take care and much good energy being sent your way.