I have just found a bag of mandarins in the fridge and some chicken pieces in the cupboard.
When my husband was first diagnosed five years ago, the geriatrician told him that he was in the early stages of Alzheimer's.
Since then it rarely gets a mention though he is quick to judge some of his fellow club members as definitely having dementia when they play badly.
However, I have a vivid recollection of what happened when we were watching the final episode of Wallander on TV who was trying to come to terms with his own diagnosis. My husband became quite emotional and it was one of the rare moments when he had some insight into how his diagnosis had an effect on me.
Since then he is far more concerned about his physical health (cardiac issues) and rarely makes any connection with AD. If he asked me or wanted to discuss it I would but would have no expectations for the outcome.