Yesterday I forgot where I lived. I just blanked completely when someone asked me my address. I'd gotten the street correct, but it was the number that eluded me.
I can still remember my address in Astoria! (But apparently that doesn't count because we no longer live there.)
This forgetful thing has been happening to me a lot lately. Today in the elevator the news screen flashed a blurb about the process of cognitive decline beginning as early as age twenty-seven.
That sounds about right. Maybe I should take up Sudoku.
XOXO
PS: Up until this very moment, I was under the impression that Sudoku was called Suduko. (as in: Sa-DOO-ko)
I saw that news report and thought it was kind of bad. I just can't believe that my cognitive abilities peeked when I was 22 years old. There just wasn't many wise decisions being made then.
I call it Suduko too. And I actually play it.
Posted by: Sissy | March 26, 2009 at 07:25 AM
I still have one good year left of cognitive ability!
Posted by: Keely | March 26, 2009 at 08:20 AM
hey sah, i am so glad i am not the only one. the other day i went to open my hairbrush drawer and found a pair of dirty underwear in there that were intended for the hamper. and about two weeks ago my beau and i wne to dinner. i paid with my debit card and when the nice waiter brought over the receipt for me to take care of, i stared at for quite some time. i had NO idea what to do with it. so i added a tip, then added the tip together with the sum and drew a really pretty circle around the new total and conitnued to stare blankly at it. eric said he was looking at me like i was crazy. i folded it into the really awesome black thing restaurants give you. he brought it back almost immediatley and politley asked me for my signature. OH thats what you do!! a little alzheimers kicking in?
about two days after that i saw a student in my ofice (i am a school nurse) and he had private area problems. so i sent him with some lotion for the "itch" into my bathroom. the teacher came in and asked where he was and i told her i hadnt seen him all day. he was in my bathroom all along!! i couldnt remember shit.
those are just a few memory lapses ill share. but this aging this is so unpleasant!!!!
Posted by: thayhurst@lowell.k12.ma.us | March 26, 2009 at 01:00 PM
Oh my God, Tam, it's happening to you, too!! I also call things by the wrong name lately. Like I'll call contact lens solution "salad dressing" by mistake.
How old was this student with the "itch"? Too funny!
Posted by: the odd broad | March 26, 2009 at 11:05 PM
sometimes i hope that i can atleast rememeber the names of my own children until they go off to college.
but i know what you mean, i constantly have little strokes and forget words or names.
the child was 10 and the teacher came down because she wanted me to look at his balls. yeah, i pretty much nixed that idea and the student almost died at the suggestion. and you wonder why teachers get accused of certain things.......
Posted by: thayhurst@lowell.k12.ma.us | March 27, 2009 at 09:56 AM
Adolescents with itchy balls...just another day at the office...
Holy crap! That made me laugh.
Posted by: the odd broad | March 27, 2009 at 07:47 PM