I suffer from CRS disease. Can’t Remember Shit. No, seriously. As soon as I think to myself, I should write that down before I forget it, the thought is gone. Flitting away like a butterfly. Then I am left sitting there with a blank look on my face.
I worry that I am getting Oldheimers, but it’s more like SomeTimers. Sometimes I remember, sometimes I don’t. My mother had bad Alzheimer’s, so of course I think the worst, since I am her clone…..now where was I?
I go online and take these cognitive tests that show whether or not you have signs of Alzheimer’s. I always pass, because I know who is President and what day of the week it is. What I want to know is where the heck are my car keys?
I have always been bad at remembering names and dates, especially from the past. Like yesterday. I remember certain things with no problem, like who stole my lawn mower 10 years ago (wink, wink), but I can’t remember the date that my dad OR my mom died. Go figure.
So the next time I see you and don’t call you by name, it’s because I’m still searching the hard drive in my brain before it crashes, and I get a user error message. It’s gonna take a little while to reboot, so for God’s sake please remind me!
I promise to do the same for you. If you remind me. Or if I can tell by the deer in the headlights look we all get at a certain age.