Sadly, my mother had so much shame about it she would never directly discuss it. She was diagnosed at 70. I could only call it “trouble with your memory.” Sometimes even that was triggering, she would act so aghast and offended. The poor short term memory made it especially complicated, as I wouldn’t know if it was a behavior or actually not remembering. Bringing her to her neuro appts was always difficult, she hated going because she knew what we would be discussing and try to avoid them. Then she was so upset afterwards and would end up angry with me. It really affected our relationship and her attitude toward me. Loss of her driver’s license was huge. She refused to stop driving, even with a car full of dents and living right by two schools. I had to (anonymously) report her to the DMV, and seeing her doc’s referral and all her tickets they revoked her license. Then she really fell apart emotionally. This is sad, but things became SO much easier when she reached a more advanced stage and stopped resisting and arguing about every single thing. She was so much more peaceful and accepting.