Once when daddy had a kidney infection he was completely out of it. When I came into the room to check on him, he looked at me and asked “do I know you? Are we related ?”
Sat down on the edge of bed with a cool washcloth for his forehead and said “ I’m M, your middle daughter. I was born nine months to the day after you got back from the South Pacific “.
He broke into a huge blushing smile and said “I remember that!” The medicine PTL kicked in soon after that. He was sharp till the end of his 94 years. Mom had a form of dementia which is now treatable.
You were lucky! 94!