Sometimes does.

My Dad is at a place where there is no concept of time. He kept saying he wanted to go home, even though he has not left the house all day. Not knowing what to do I decided I would put him in the car and see what happens. I told him he would have to tell me where we were going. He gave me directions which took us around the block. He told me which house to pull into (His house). I got him out, took him in the house and he was good to go.

As meaningless as it sounds, I’m happy he knew the way home.

There is nothing meaningless by showing compassion.....time marches on.

Dementia, Alzheimer's etc is a terrible thing

Prayers for you, your dad and the family/friends involved

It's a hard road your on Hobbie. My dad ended up in a nursing home with no concept of time or place. Didn't know my mom or me. It wasn't easy, not one little bit seeing him like that. I know i don't have to say it but cherish your time together. God Bless both you and your dad.

Hope it doesn't get worse than that....

National Library of Medicine

https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC7472664/

"Currently, there are no disease-modifying treatments for Alzheimer’s disease (AD) or any other dementia subtype. The renaissance in psychedelic research in recent years, in particular studies involving psilocybin and lysergic acid diethylamide (LSD), coupled with anecdotal reports of cognitive benefits from micro-dosing, suggests that they may have a therapeutic role in a range of psychiatric and neurological conditions due to their potential to stimulate neurogenesis, provoke neuroplastic changes and reduce neuroinflammation. This inevitably makes them interesting candidates for therapeutics in dementia. This mini-review will look at the basic science and current clinical evidence for the role of psychedelics in treating dementia, especially early AD, with a particular focus on micro-dosing of the classical psychedelics LSD and psilocybin.

Keywords: psychedelic, Alzheimer’s disease, dementia, plasticicity, microdosing"

Did the same thing with my Grandfather and Uncle. Load them up, make a three mile loop, they were content that they were then at home.

I'll second that. Its heart wrenching to watch loved ones waste away mentally.

Every time my grandma would break out of her nursing home, we'd find her walking back "home." She lived her entire life in one small town block, growing up in one house, and buying the house next door when she married.
She didn't recognize anyone for years, but she knew where she was headed every time.

Uncle called several years ago and said Grandpa keeps saying there is a snake in this big tree limb outside the window he looks out of (there wasn't a snake). Uncle said it was driving Grandma, he, and my Aunt nuts as he kept going on and on about it. Asked if I could come over and try to convince him the snake was gone. I went over with my chainsaw, cut off the branch and drug it off with the tractor, went in, Grandpa said Thanks, took care of that.

You are a good man.

Thank you all for the insight and encouragement. Definitely a roller coaster.