He's 71. with an ALZ diagnosis. Three months ago, he would collect tshirt, socks, "special underpants," and go take his shower. Today he had trouble making the shower work, and has to be reminded not to take three tshirts. He's having some trouble putting on his shirt. Three months ago, I was pretty well adjusted to all the things I had to do for him, and grateful for the things he could do for himself. Now I'm starting to feel that more and more of my time will be devoted to standing beside him overseeing almost everything that he does. Yes, I know, I'm a lazy b17ch. No argument there! I know your loved one can't even feed herself, and I have nothing to complain about. Any advice on how to adjust my attitude to this new reality? Since the diagnosis in 2013, I've been saying, "It's all right as long as it doesn't get any worse." I can see that period coming to an end. I am crabbier and resentful and sorry for myself. I get out twice a week to volunteer work. I can take him along to most social outings, including the monthly "ladies' dinner." His friend takes him to the barroom once a month for my caregivers meeting. "I can't complain but sometimes I still do." I'm also getting much more forgetful. I can lose anything within 30 seconds. I passed a dementia test with flying colors a year ago, so I'm pretty sure it's stress. Waaah! Help! I have actually cried a few times lately, which is not a bad thing.