We went to Mom's neurologist where her vital signs were very good and she failed all the tests. She couldn't come up with the year, month or day. (Hey, she spent eighty years in the Twentieth Century, of course she's more comfortable there.) She couldn't name the president or explain what was "different" about him. She did remember, after concentrating on it, which town she was in. And she completely failed the pop quiz at the end. (The doctor asks her to remember three words and then, later, when she least expects it, asks her what the words were. For the record: "magazine", "purse" and "picture.") I did like her response: "Why does he need to know that?"
The doctor renewed her prescription for the Exelon patch and we'll see him again in six months.
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