Yeah, it was the same for us too, my grandma ended up in a home. The funny thing was even though she couldn't talk in the end some aspects of her personality stayed with her. She loved pretty things and would go "ooohh" at them just like when she was well. And she was funny sometimes... we took her to the park and she dismantled her wheelchair front wheels and feet bits. She had a thing for grabbing things, handbags weren't safe around my grannie lol. Before she got really bad she'd be saying hello to people and my grandad would ask her who it was and she'd say "I dunno!". Bless her heart.
Anyway... sorry, that's me going off on one.... I guess the point I was demonstrating was its good to remember the good bits, and find the person behind the illness where possible. Well, I wasn't trying to demonstrate that at all actually, I just got carried away, but that's my afterthought.
Sorry, im in a wittering mood tonight. Jim... you are right. She is a much better place now. Makes my eyes fill.
All the best
Lisa.