I have a friend, Sharon, who is dealing with a spouse and dementia. She said that it took awhile to realize they had a problem. By then there were serious problems because of the dementia.
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I knew there was a problem with directions. His problems have been on display in Las Cruces when he would ask, repeatedly, about streets, directions, locations. I never thought we would eventually be dealing with such a severe problem. By the time the directional deficiencies began appearing, tests had already eliminated dementia and Alzheimer's. I just put it down as old age. He's never been good at directions. (There was the legendary short cut to Minnesota that took us at least a day and a half longer.) He may have been a ship's navigator during WWII, but can't read a map worth a hoot!