Well, it happened. 1poormom didn't recognize my voice over the phone until I told her who I was.

My goodness. I feel for you! It's such an individual issue. As my dad's dementia advanced after we had moved him to a dementia unit in a wonderful nursing home, and he could no longer walk or talk or hug or feed himself, he still knew me and my brother'both by sight, and by voice on the phone (our 1-way conversations) right up until the very end. Yet the woman who shared his table at meals, and was close to 100, walked independently, dressed herself, toileted herself, etc etc, yet could not recognize her children or grandchildren. They'd come to visit and she'd ask in puzzlement as they hugged and kissed her....."who are you??"

Dementia steals your loved one a little piece at a time over years. Loss followed by loss followed by loss....and loss...and loss.

=sheila