I'm sorry for you, Bob, I really am. I've had some bad experiences myself when I was living with my uncle and grandmother when the dementia started hitting her pretty bad. I'd be up early so I can get into work, and my grandmother would wander out, utterly befuddled because she didn't know who I was or whose house she was in... which is kinda shocking because she's lived in that house for more than sixty years! I can't imagine how far back her mind had gone to not recognize a home she's been in for that long, but there it was.
Before she gets too far, you may want to make a habit of bringing in a digital audio recorder with you when you visit her... and try to get her talking about the good old days. In this modern age, it's something I'd stick in my digital 'scrap book'.
Before she gets too far, you may want to make a habit of bringing in a digital audio recorder with you when you visit her... and try to get her talking about the good old days. In this modern age, it's something I'd stick in my digital 'scrap book'.