I would say that in normal conversation, Gregory is missing approximately 80-90% of his language word associations. "Close the DOOR." "Turn off the LIGHT." etc no longer work. "Your newspaper is on your TABLE." ... "on your TABLE." He headed to the front door.
Memory is another thing.
He asked if the pile of clothing on the bench (where I put his underwear and sweats every morning) were mine or his. When I explained that they were his clothes, in the same place every morning, he began getting dressed.
He proceeded to forget the underpants. On being prompted to put them on first, he did not know how to get into them ... beginning with backwards ... followed quickly by both legs in one hole. With help, he figured out what to do.
Sweat pants went on backwards. With help, he figured out what to do.
For the first in a long time he got on his undershirt and sweat shirt correctly the first time.
If he had to name any of these foreign objects, he would not be able to.
He is currently reading his NEWSPAPER at his TABLE wearing his UNDERPANTS, UNDERSHIRT, SWEATPANTS, and SWEATSHIRT.
Lord (if one exists) only knows the comprehension level of his newspaper reading. He cannot answer any questions about it and cannot share any of what he read. Now and then he will bring the paper to me to show me a picture.
I am currently writing this BLOG, flumoxed although calm. The cats are chasing each other around the condo. Our day has begun.
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