For the first time today my husband didn't know who I am. We have been married for 32 years and while I was driving him to the doctor he politely asked me, "Where is your home when you're not here?" I said, honey, I live with you. We live here. I could tell he didn't have any idea who I was, so I told him. He seemed pleased by the idea, but as though it were a total surprise to him. I knew this day would be coming, but it was such a shock. I actually thought he might be having a stroke, but the doctor assured me it was part of the progression of this awful disease. He seems to be losing more and more of his cognitive skills as the days progress. His most confused times are in the morning, at least for now. Has anyone else noticed this? This sadness that I feel is unbearable.