​After my mother’s first diagnosis, I realised I knew nothing. There was no escape from the fact that I was now responsible for my Mum, and I had to learn how I could help. I bought books. I joined websites. I scrolled through forums, but found them overwhelming, and lacking information specific to mum and our situation. 
 
I’ve found that becoming that expert in Mum, what she needs, has been my approach. Learning a new way to communicate has been key, based on emotion and need, not fact and logic. It’s hard, and is another sort of loss, but ultimately rewarding.