Hawaii: Diamond Head is in the distance. Photo by Ted Trimmer.
One of the reasons I like to blog is that it stimulates my brain. Recently, I awoke thinking that it was Tuesday. When I looked at the date on the newspaper, I was surprised to note that it was Friday. My goodness, I hope I’m not senile.
David’s father had dementia, starting in his late 70s, and his mother had Alzheimer’s at age 85.
My mother had dementia, also, but my father did not.
Lately, I have been forcing David to be more specific when he refers to someone or something.
David: “Hey, that guy was at the gym last night.”
Me: “Does that guy have a name?”
David: “What’s that guy’s name? Hmmm. It’s Mark. He wants me to meet him at that place for lunch.”
Me: “Does that place have a name?”
David: “Hmmm. I think it’s Chili’s in Waikele.”
Me: “You know, David, you keep saying you have a sharp mind. But, your thinking tends to be sloppy and fuzzy. Please, be more specific, organized and less vague. Memorize names. You don’t want to end up like your parents with dementia.”
I don’t know if memorizing names will prevent David from developing dementia, but it certainly will be less frustrating to listen to him.
As for me, I must keep track of time. The trouble is that all the days seem alike. Tuesday? Friday? What’s the difference?