Wow -- I'm so sorry you're going through this with your Dad. It reminds me so much of how it was with my Grandpa as his dementia progressed -- when he was himself, he'd give the proverbial shirt off his back to anyone in need, but as things got worse, he was convinced that his caregiver (a beloved niece) was stealing from him. (The stuff she had supposedly "stolen" was pretty ludicrous -- a broken radio, corroded batteries...) Sometimes, when Grandpa would come back to himself a little bit, even he would laugh at how ridiculous some of his claims were -- but those times were the exception rather than the rule.

This has got to be heartbreaking and exhausting for you -- and though you never even drop so much as a hint in that direction, if it were me, I'd be feeling as though I were getting an unfair amount of the burden just because of my geographical location. (Like I said, you NEVER bring that up, Lord love you. )

I'm not going to offer you any advice, but I will be keeping you and your entire family in my prayers. You are an absolutely wonderful person for handling this situation with so much love and grace.

Big hugs,
Diana