She does not ever really get flustered or distressed by this absence.
I am relieved to know she does not get anxious that she does not know. Rather she keeps an even keel, unruffled by her disability. I like to think that this is due to her long standing practice of meditation and yoga. As people age, their view narrows. Dementia is like looking through a steamed up window with only a small circle of clear glass to look out through to the world.
But today she did supta virasana (shown in the photo below), dog pose and spinal twists. Her muscular-skeletal memory guides her into position. While her ability to name and number the things of the world is opaque, her stretch receptors and baroreceptors remember a space of ease inside.