MY DAD IS MY HERO. He is being robbed of his loved ones, his opportunities, his self-worth, his independence, and his life. I feel helpless and terrified, just as he does. He always used to tell me it is ok to ask for help, and until recently, I haven't even thought to ask for it, I just handled anything that came my way. I am way out of my league, and I know it.. so I am asking for the both of us and for my family.. WE NEED HELP and WE CAN'T DO THIS ALONE ANYMORE.  My dad, his name is Craig William Kuhn, he has Severe, Early-Onset Alzheimer's Disease. He is rapidly declining and I can't save him. I'm losing my dad... it is way too soon. He is 69 and was diagnosed about 3 years ago. He is the cutest human-being on the planet and has the kindest soul. I've never met anyone like him. He makes everyone he talks to laugh and smile and feel happy and loved. Everyone he knows loves him and I have never heard of one person he ever really spoke bad about. He is just sweet and gentle.  Today was his second day in 24/7 care at a board-in facility and I got to see him after work for only a short time at the end of visiting hours... I have never been through anything like that, the feeling of sorrow took over my body once I saw him and I wanted to run to him... I could not believe how heavy my heart was when he first recognized me.. I felt his emotion, his relief of not feeling alone anymore. I saw the terror leave his eyes and I honestly thought he was going to have a heart attack from being overwhelmed... Doing my best to stay calm and not upset him, I sat as close as I could and just repeatedly said to him "hi dad" and "i love you"... Selfishly, I kept asking him for a hug and he held me so tight each time and shook with probably every emotion he has ever felt. I felt it too. I think I asked for about 12 hugs in the 45 minutes I got to spend with him and it wasn't and won't ever be enough. I never want to forget what it is like to have him hold me and kiss my head and tell me he loves me. "I love you, all the way to heaven" he said, I replied and choked on "and all the way back". I couldn't believe he said that to me, something he has done with me and my sister every night before bed. He never forgot, we would all even yell it down the hallway as loud as we could. I almost lost it. I am mourning someone who is very much alive, who I need in my life, who needs me in his life. He does not deserve this in the slightest and it is destroying my family. I don't know how to handle all this, but he was right next to me today telling me how much he loved me and how excited he was to see me and he thought he wasn't going to be alive anymore, but then I came and he felt so happy and comforted. He just wants to come home and all I want is to kidnap him, quit my job and take care of him and make his laugh and smile and feel wanted and loved. He still remembers me and lights up when I look at him, then he really sees me and it almost brings us both to tears. He is so scared and I can't do anything more than I am and it breaks my heart every night. I need my dad and he needs me. No one has ever meant more to me or has understood me like he does and holy cow am I just like him.. that part is my favorite. I am the spitting image of him in personality and looks and that couldn't  make me happier or more proud to be his daughter. My mom is also in remission from stage-4 colon cancer, is very weak and has been through more than I could even mention. She is so incredibly strong and I love her too, beyond comprehension. Her along with my younger sister have been caring for him in a home together for the last couple of months. They suffered every day watching him lose his mind and his motor skills. They did everything they could to protect and aid him in literally everything. I am grateful for them because I work 7 days a week and am still in school. They can't care for him the way he needs to be cared for every day anymore, they did their best, but again it was time to ask for help. We have found some great caregivers, I think they will take good care of him, but it is $6,000 per month just for him to board there, not including both my parents' medical bills, my mom and sister's living situation, and all other things that require funding. I know this all sounds so terrible that there is no way this can all be true, but this is my reality and I am drowning in it. I don't know where to turn to. I need to help him live out his life happy. That's it, that is all I want, and I need help to make that happen for him. He deserves this care and support more than you know. Growing up I thought my parents had all the money in the world, but I was wrong, they were just the best parents in the world. I don't remember either of them missing one soccer game, one softball game, or one tennis match, not even one practice. They were there and my dad was my coach. Every time. I regret not understanding the importance of that until now, and I can not believe how lucky my little sister and I are to have both of our parents still, regardless of our situations. I don't know what I did to deserve these wonderful people in my life, but I stand behind them, no matter what, as they have done for me. My mom says not to worry about the money, but I know she needs major help. She is a proud woman and I probably get the "never asking for help" from her honestly. I know she is scared too, strong and proud is not going to solve this one. I am asking for help on my families behalf.. Please help us in any way possible, pray for us to be togeher as long as possible, literally anything helps. I am so grateful to have him still and I want him to at least slow down with this progression because it is scaring us. We love him so much...this care facility is maybe the only way he might get a little better. I need my dad and he needs us... Thank you, Craig (Hero), Sarah (mom), Morgan (me), and Shelby (little sister), and from our dog "Scrappy-Doo" and our cat "Evinrude", who also love and miss him.