My dad was diagnosed with frontotemporal dementia less than two years ago around his 59th birthday (he was first referred to the hospital about this in 2011).
By the time he was diagnosed he had been on sick leave from work for ~5 months after getting lost on his way home from work, a commute he had been making for over 25 years.
By this point he wouldn't have lunch at home unless we called from work to remind him to have a sandwich or to talk him through using the microwave.
Within a year of his diagnosis he was urinating in his room because he's so confused about where the toilet is, shortly after came the aggression, the violence, getting lost for 4 hours, now there's near daily toilet accidents, a memory span of 30 seconds, wandering about near naked etc.
I know it sounds weird, but I thought we had more time. I didn't think he'd decline so quickly.
By the time he was diagnosed he had been on sick leave from work for ~5 months after getting lost on his way home from work, a commute he had been making for over 25 years.
By this point he wouldn't have lunch at home unless we called from work to remind him to have a sandwich or to talk him through using the microwave.
Within a year of his diagnosis he was urinating in his room because he's so confused about where the toilet is, shortly after came the aggression, the violence, getting lost for 4 hours, now there's near daily toilet accidents, a memory span of 30 seconds, wandering about near naked etc.
I know it sounds weird, but I thought we had more time. I didn't think he'd decline so quickly.