The scariest part was that I lost use of a lot of my short term memory, and I had problems concentrating. I couldn't even really participate in conversations because I'd spend minutes trying to comprehend a sentence, and by the time I decoded it the conversation had moved on.
Luckily, my mental abilities returned after a couple of weeks. But ever since, I've been mortally terrified of alzheimers and the like. We don't realise how much of our identity is wrapped up in our intellect until it's removed.
Since then I've seen grandparents slowly succumbing to alzheimers and dementia. It's heartbreaking. This place sounds great, I wish my country had a similar thing for my grandmother.