For the past couple of days, my MIL (who will soon turn 83 and has been diagnosed with AD for some time) has been confused about whether it's night or day. Just a short while ago she said to me how she was amazed the sun was still shining at 11:30 at night (it was 11:30 in the morning). She often gets fixated on things (about a month ago she was convinced that she needed to go to work at the place she worked at, and has been retired from, for 30 years), but this feels different to me. We are lucky that her decline has been very gradual, but not being able to distinguish night from day seems so fundamental to me and I'm scared that this marks a precipitous decline. I'd be grateful to know what others think. Should I be really scared about this or is fairly benign? Thank you so much.
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