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One might suppose that I might have my own perspective to compare it to, but as well as succeeding in the Western world, in maintaining our physical health for so long that our brains cannot keep up, it seems that we've also become so disparate and far-flung that having the ability to care for our nearest and dearest is almost impossible.
Were it not for my mother who has resolutely and steadfastly been there 24/7 for the entirety of my father's illness and the willingness of my twin to postpone her life in Africa to support her in recent months, my Dad would have been cared for in a dementia unit of a care home a long time ago.
I therefore rely on periodic catchups with my mother on the phone between school runs and night shifts and an afternoon, when I can find it, to take my father down the road in his chair for some fresh air. These moments are precious, but they are no substitute for the insight gained from spending 24 hours a day caring for him and I hope to get some of that from this book.