A compassionate, thoughtful, responsible look at the person who seem like such a tyrant - and an interesting perspective: instead of spouse, the patient is an uncle. And instead of being a mean SOB all his life, he was a good, kind person before the illness took over his personality. This is haunting: he grew old and bedridden. His consciousness faded, his character became almost unbearable. Now he was only a ghost of my beloved uncle. Still, I kept making sandwiches for him. Because once upon a time he saved me. Powerful words!