Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Have I forgotten how to remember?

I had two things to remember this morning when I was leaving my home. I had to take back the fabric sample to the furniture store and I had to remember to grab some cash to pay my esthetician. Did I remember either - of course not!

What happens to our minds as we age? Does the hard drive get over loaded? Is it because we had kids and they sucked the brain cells out? - probably, but it's better to blame my husband. Some of us have a worse time than others. Myself? I often think I'm in the latter stages of dementia!

My maternal grandmother had mind like a steel trap.....right up till she passed away at 93. Nanny could remember even the slightest of details from way back in the day. I wrote a poem to read at her funeral and in it I said "who will remember all the details of my life?" I could always count on Nanny to remember all those little things I often forget.

My kids ask me all sorts of things like "Mom, when did I start walking". "Mom, what was my 3rd grade teachers name?" I have absolutely no idea what the answer would be to either of those questions so my response would be "go ask your Father!"

My poor mother in law is suffering from dementia. She's not at a place where she doesn't know who she is, but she does say the same thing over and over again and can't remember how to do the simple things any longer. We had to place her in a rest home and when she got there she said "what am I doing here with all these crazy people"? I hope my kids never have to have this burden put upon them.

I worry about my mind and where it will end up. I laugh at myself and my forgetfullness but it does cause me concern. I guess it's part of being "50" but it's not a fun part. I sure hope those Centrum horse pills I'm taking have enough B12 in them to give my old brain a boost!

So I told my esthetician that I will pay her on Friday and I came home to pick up the fabric sample. I'm sure I have more to tell you but I forgot what I was going to say.

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