Debbie is getting worse. Every night she seems to lose a little bit more of her self. Her mind is not working right. She has all the classic signs of dementia. It is happening so fast. The lack of O2 must be wreaking havoc on her brain cells. I am at my wits end. I do not know how to handle this. I try not to get angry but I Get no sleep. My whole life is consumed with fear of what is going to happen next. "Oh Lord I'm not ready for this sort of Thing" I want my wife back. I want my Life Back. I don't want to die like this. But Death almost seems a welcome Relief right now.