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I had a great aunt that had it pretty bad towards the end. I didn't know here that well, but the few times I saw her towards the end was pretty sad. She kept asking who I was. I would tell her and then she would ask another person if I was lying because she thought I was still a little 10 year old kid (at the time I was in my mid-20's). Someone would tell it really was me and she would comment on how much I had grown and be happy. Then five minutes later she would ask me who I was again. It was pretty sad.
She didn't last much longer after that, but she seemed to be at peace. Some dementia patients get mean and angry.
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