By Margaret Burin.
“Have you got a bra on? What colour?”
If you are a woman, this is likely to be one of the first things Paul Muir will ask when you meet him.
The question may be inappropriate, but it is not because Paul is rude, or trying to make anyone feel uncomfortable.
At just 46, he has frontotemporal dementia, which progressively damages parts of the brain that affect behaviour, personality and emotions.
He now lives in an aged care facility in Melbourne’s west.
“He asked my son’s mates if they’re circumcised, asks Carly and their friends if they’ve got their period, got pubes,” his wife Suzie says.
“He’s very inappropriate.
“But that’s not him. It’s the disease.”
“They miss their dad.”
Suzie says the younger onset dementia has left her husband a shell of his former self.
The pair have known each other since school and became a couple in their early 20s.
Paul, a blokey bloke who worked as a straddle driver at the wharf, was a local football coach, an active dad to his teenage kids and granddad to their older daughter’s kids.
“They’re too young to have their dad have dementia. They miss him.
“It breaks your heart, he can’t be there for them.”
His unusual behaviour started about three years ago.