Oh dear my poor Alan is the most confused he's ever been and it came on this afternoon. I don't even know whether 'confused' is the right word. He seems to think the people on the t.v. are in the room (at times) and at one point he said "did they say something about me?" Sometime during the evening Alan was going upstairs for something and I asked him to bring me the box of tissues next to the bed and he came down with a heavy box of assorted cards from another room. I said "no tissues to blow my nose" and he went back and came down with something else completely.
Love
Love