My husband is in a care home. I visit him for 30 minutes each week in a car park

I understand visits must be restricted because of Covid, but why are families the ones to suffer?

My husband was diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease eight years ago. I vowed to look after him and never put him in a home.

Three years on, after sleepless nights, mental and physical exhaustion, and the sensation that I was disintegrating, I faced the hard truth: I was not the best person to look after my husband any more. After a long and heartbreaking search I found my husband's present care home, and shed tears of relief.