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when I came in, there were two doctors and a nurse waiting for me. He was quiet this morning, we took the advantage and he had a brain scan.The damage is considerable. He has Alzheimer's.There are no drugs available that can treat this,nothing can help him.He has to be placed in a home that cares for people like him. No,no,absolutely not.I want him home.I am taking him home. We cannot allow this.We have a duty of care towards you. We have the report from the doctor who had diagnosed him with dementia.She describes in detail the injuries and bruises on your body.Then there his his GP's report and the report of the two psychiatrists who agreed he is a danger to you and must be sectioned without delay. Maybe now he has realized that if he hits me he will be taken away,he will stop doing it. No, you know he won't.It will get worse and worse.And he is too strong as it is and when he gets angry he gets stronger,one day he may kill you.There is a small chance that in a year or two or three the front lobe of the brain will kind of burn itself out and the violence may subside,it has happened, but it is a long way off and there is no guarantee this will happen. He can not go back home now. There are two things you must do - decide what nursing home to place him in and sort out a Lasting power of attorney.We will help you with the nursing home, you must see a solicitor about the LPOA. Can I go home now, said my husband when he saw me.I have been good, the doctor said I have been good. I want to go,let's go home now, and he pulled me towards the door. When I closed the hospital door behind me,I set down on the steps.I do not remember how long I was sitting there.When I felt I had enough strength to walk I set off for home.But I could not walk and waited for a taxi.A young black driver looked at me and said in a gentle quiet voice - you have been visiting someone in the mental hospital. I remember opening my mouth but no words came out,only sobs and loud wailing of an injured animal.The taxi didn't move.