My mother use to see to my aunt by marriage by visiting her every 2 weeks. It got to the point she would have to take her new clothes each visit as they always disappeared. Not only that, she finally started bathing & washing her hair as my aunt was scratching and complaining about being irritated. She was only 51, Altztimers, going blind and developing lung cancer, whose immediate family lacked caring but my mom did. Both were wonderful women. While my aunt's husband provided money, my mother gave her love and support in what became to my aunt, a fearful world.