I love that story about your husband! I wonder how the other "project members" wove their new roles into reality. I think that somehow after a certain amount of time MC patients' brains connect pieces of memory together in new and hard (for us) to understand ways. But it's comforting to think that they are able to create a new story for themselves in their new situations. It is comforting to think that they have the ability to adjust to new situations in that way.

That is very common in my experience. The brain of the victim simply cannot connect everything to make sense of what he actually knows but just cannot understand it through the fog that has become his life.

Thanks for sharing that, Giloo. That’s particularly endearing that, when your doctor husband went in the MC residents rooms, he asked them if the were ok, just like he would have, making his rounds at the hospital.

Not sure how to relate room checking, in terms of my husband’s mind. But, for about the first year that he was in MC, he thought he was at a business work shop at a conference center. He would often hold project team meetings with the other residents. 😀

Yes, for sure, that was quite a thing with my husband when he was in memory care. He would insist on going in a room and then, discovering it wasn't his, usually ask the person if he or she was feeling okay. (I think it was muscle memory from being a doctor in the hospital.) Then he would come out and do it all over again. Apparently, it is very common and the patients in the facility seem to get used to it.

Richard, yes, Greg was the same as your MIL, when he was still at home.