Yes. Or a toddler who keeps asking the same question over and over. Not knowing they have a disease is part of the disease, and my husband doesn't believe the doctors. He says they're just talking off the top of their heads. His car died, the perfect moment to put into effect two doctors' advice that he not drive. I want to get a new car that's up-to-date to replace my 21 yr. old car. Hubs wants a new car for himself and doesn't know why he can't have one. I try to explain as kindly as I can, without lying, but he refuses to accept it. I'm at a loss about what to do. I'm working on being compassionate and am lots better than I used to be, when I just got angry and frustrated. Now I just feel depressed and don't know what to do. And I'm here with him all day, everyday, with only brief forays to the grocery store, the hairdresser, or a drink with a friend. I worry that he'll get to the point where I can't handle him anymore. I worry about spending all our money on memory care and ending up with nothing. Yeah, Medicaid lets you keep your house. Wow. What a relief that is (not). Oh, and my first husband was an alcoholic, so I've been down that road too. Peace and patience.