The dementia merry-go-round
We started to have suspicions something was wrong when Peter was 53. He was having some memory issues and went to our local GP.
Peter was under plenty of stress at the time; he had a lot on his plate at work and his dad was dying of cancer.
The GP did a few tests -- a CT scan and blood tests -- but these were inconclusive. Because he was still managing at work despite the forgetfulness, nothing more was done.
Things came to a head one day at the TAFE where he lectured on building construction. He taught the same lesson over and over and over again.