OceanSoul
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Both of my grandmothers went through this. It's heartbreaking. I'd say it's almost better when it gets really bad and they just don't know what's going on, because in the middle watching them realizing and struggling with it was just brutal. My grandmother would forget my name and then cry when I told it to her. Like, every time I saw her.
Yes, it's like the sufferer is slowly losing their mind and everyone eventually becomes a stranger to them, including their family and friends. My Granny called me by my nickname yesterday and I was so glad as it has been months since she last remembered who I am. Sigh.