“What time is it? What day is it? What month is it?”
Those are very serious questions when one doesn’t know the answer.
Mom was always very conscious of what time it was, but when that became unimportant she lost sense of worthiness. Or so it seemed lack of desire to care about anything that was happening.
Memory is one of the most important senses one has perhaps the most important of all. People in younger years too often joke about not remembering what they did or where something was left.
Everybody forgets certain things, but when one doesn’t know who they are, what they’re doing, or anything around them, it’s terrible.
Dementia and Alzheimer’s disease are two of the worst and most dreaded illnesses in the world. While certain treatments have shown to be limitedly effective, in reality there appears to be low cure for the ailment.
It’s been said one prefers to be physically incapacitated rather than completely mentally deficient. Both are bad, but it’s sure important to know what is happening around one even if unable to participate.
Research on the problem continues with few positive results commonly considering it an uncontrollable inherent issue. That appears true as those with memory issues in their family often have similar difficulties despite efforts to prevent.
Keeping the body and mind active and interested in everything that’s going on does help prevent memory loss it’s said.
Yet there are certain incidents such as a wreck nearly five decades ago that cannot be remembered. Things before and after are recalled completely, and stories heard and read can be recited, but no precise details.
Likewise there is no reflection of specifics from a recent serious health setback except what happened before and after. The stories that are told about the situation become blurred with the actual facts. Timelines surrounding it all are completely array confusing from one conversation to the next.
However, remembrances of early childhood activities, teachers, classmates, certain horses, horse shows, and delivering groceries are all precisely vivid.
With poor memory comes lack of desire, low energy, and procrastination which has always been an issue of sorts. Blame it on the medicines and hope to remember more.
Reminded of Psalm 88:9: “I call to you, God; I wring my hands, I plead for my memory.”
+++ALLELUIA+++
XIV–4–1-26-20