When my mother first experienced memory problems, she and I both attributed it to ordinary “senior moments.” Mom forgot words for ordinary objects. “Can you pick up some, ummm, you know, those round things, at the store?” she might ask, frowning as she sought to remember a word that she had used since childhood. It became an increasingly familiar guessing game as I would try to figure out what she wanted. “Sponges? Tomatoes? Lemons? Potatoes?” I would question, watching her gesture hopelessly. And even when I finally discovered what she wanted (apples, for example), both she and
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