I was supposed to meet my friend outside my house at 8:30 am to walk the dogs, but I forgot, and blithely did the whole walk without a thought of the arrangement. This senior mind is pretty ridiculous, at times. I was busy singing Iz's version of Somewhere Over the Rainbow for my voice lesson this afternoon. I got ahead of myself and now I can't get back to 8:30 and wait in front for the friend. Good golly Miss Molly! I need a reminder person to catch me out - Nooo, remember you said you'd pick up the present today, don't forget, you have an appointment at two. Yesterday, I had to call another friend and ask we if were having lunch and who was driving. I found out the lunch was for today, but I still don't know who's driving. I need a microchip implanted in my arm that flashes small, but painful dates and times. Then all I'd have to do would be remember what it was I was doing, not when.
On the bright side - don't sweat the small stuff? Hey, I don't even REMEMBER the small stuff.
And the old brain, or brian, as I just typed, has suddenly a huge capacity for song lyrics and knowing which greeting cards are due to be sent next. At the card store I get the next two birthdays, father's day, get well, retirement, etc, which has me set for the next month. I'm more thoughtful than I ever was. Well, in one sense of the word thoughtful. Best not dwell on the other definitions.
My advice is a large spoonful of high quality Nordic Fish Oil a day. Dementia is no fun.
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