I was poised to do a long rant about how I suffer from CRS, Can’t Remember S_ _ _. My friends and I try to get through a conversation without grasping to remember the names of people, places, and things. I began to worry that it was just me, but I realized we all have the same forgetfulness syndrome called “getting older.” Our songs: “Where did I put…,” “What day did I tell you…” “Oh, Lort! Here comes somebody I should know and I cannot remember his name…Don’t be mad if I don’t introduce you to him.” I must have at least 4 items of clothing and one pair of earrings I really miss that have disappeared into the cosmos. My memory will not let me retrieve them. Well, I think they really did disappear, or my grandsons did away with them. (It’s nice to have grandsons to blame).
As I was preparing to blog, I saw a 60 Minutes segment on Front Temporal Dementia, FTD. I had to ‘stop, drop, and roll’ into compassion for those who are in the midst of this early form of dementia that disables the life of every family member. (Of course, I also Googled to make sure I didn’t have the symptoms that described FTD.) You know we need to stay away from medical Googling.
This form of dementia is caused by degeneration of the frontal and/or temporal lobes of the brain and generally affects people below 60. However, that female minister profiled on 60 Minutes was as Senior as me, and like her, I’m a minister ! For more insight on FTD, here’s the link for the youtube 60 Minutes episode, but I just wanted us all to be aware of the nuances of any condition that could diminish our cognitive or physical skills. I know there are many of us that are caring for loved ones with impaired abilities. My compassion also extends to you.
I did not intend to get serious, but we ain’t got time for no mess. So when your friends or family say, “Girl, you need to see a doctor.” Go. When you feel something ain’t right, trust your instincts; dig until you find out what is happening. Oh, and check on your elderly girlfriends and neighbors. Who hears me? Can I get an Amen?
I used to throw away those AARP periodicals, but now I browse them for information regarding health and well-being. No shame in my game; I want to be here in a healthy way, and I want you right here with me. We may drop names forgotten, but we pick each other up, no joke.
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While wading through any illness, we stay within the knowing that darkness cannot diminish the light. It is always present. We see it in expected and unexpected ways. We remember to give thanks for each breath, and we also affirm our divine health by doing what keeps us that way.
“Love has the final word.”-Ricki Byars
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Loving this blog!
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Thank you so much, My Sister. I appreciate your support.
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Love this❤️
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Thank you.
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I love your new blog. Prevention and understanding go hand in hand. I know I need to slow down. My crossbody bag was lost in my house over the weekend. I was getting ready to give up when I went to the coat closet. Instead of throwing it on the shelf, I’d hung it up neatly. Because of its compact size, it blended in. Remind you, I checked that closet during my search. As a caregiver, it’s imperative you learn as much as possible. There are no textbook dementia patients. Your understanding, love, and fidelity will determine the quality of their lives and ultimately yours as you age
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Of course, your infinite insight on areas of compassionate caregiving continues to inspire me, but I am so grateful you took the time to laugh a bit with me.
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LOVE LOVE LOVE your new blog!!!!!
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Thanks, Honey Bunny!
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I liked this! I really didnt know you had a blog!
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Just started it! Got tired of ranting to myself.
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I am loving your blogs! Can’t wait for the next one!
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Thanks so much.
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Amen! I love this. Thank you for sharing this powerful message.
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One of the easiest things for me to is meet people whose names I don’t remember. Reason, I have been terrible with remembering names since birth. So, I don’t ever get that guilty feeling that so many friends have explained.
Now senior moments do get to me at times but I’m becoming a lot more comfortable with letting others know that we will have to roll with the punches until that particular light comes on.
Getting old has by far more rewards than regrets, so I’m living my best life!
Thanks Victorine!
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Ok I enjoyed the beginning of this blog but when you got into that medical stuff I went “Oh shhtt something else to worry about!” Any-who it made me think about that conversation we had where you said ” I need something to help my memory!” So I said “Get that stuff they advertise on TV.” Then you said ” Ok what’s the name of it?” And I replied “I don’t know I forgot!” And we cracked up!!!
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We will always continue to finish each other’s sentences and crack up when we can’t.
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