I'm not one to bleat on about my 'troubles'. However, I'm really struggling just now. I'm very lucky to still have both parents, my mum is 77, dad 81. My dad seems to have developed quite an aggressive form of dementia and it's breaking my heart. I, as a daughter should be looking after them, but my body is letting me down. This just isn't 'how it's supposed to be'. I know it's part of the life process, but throwing our friend parky into the equation can be so cruel at times. I'm sorry but had to vent somewhere. Aaahhh, feel better already thankyou.