Rob and I have never slept touching. I will “attach” when it’s cold and once I have defrosted, will shift over to my side! Of late however, so as not to be up and ready to go at 4am, I will cuddle up with Rob, the minute I feel him stir. Sometimes he will shrug me off, his need to get up and move far outweighing his desire to cuddle, but most times he will allow me to hold him close and for that time I can remember when I was not just his caregiver. This morning was just like that and then we got up and, in a blink of an eye, I became a stranger in his bedroom. He was visibly distressed and kept saying, “you can’t do this.” I managed to convince him to go for a drive and after a little Bohemian Rhapsody,(and time for the meds to kick in) my Rob was back. Later this afternoon he became super emotional and couldn’t tell me why. Eventually managed to tease a smile out of him, hate seeing him so sad.