Beyond dementia

so, I start off my day not knowing what day it is. Wait let me back up. At 6am I’m driving home to check on my cat and I realize that there is a lot of traffic for a Sunday morning. Then I think” wait, maybe it’s not Sunday.” So I think, “ok, well, what did I do yesterday” my mind is blank. I have no idea. So I try harder to remember. Nothing. Blank. So I get home and look at my dementia clock. It says Sunday. I question the accuracy. Damn. I check my phone, it says Sunday. I think it’s wrong, but they both can’t be wrong. I panic. Ugh