Having now made 60 odd posts on my blog, it seems an opportune moment to mention my memory.
There comes a time in life when the memory really isn't as good as it should be.
I used to have a brilliant memory. I could remember everyone's phone numbers and addresses and reel them off at the drop of a hat.
Nowadays they are all written down in an address book, and stored in my mobile phone. For goodness sake...I can't even remember my own mobile phone number...and I've had the same one for about 8 years!
I used to happily go shopping knowing that everything I needed was in my mental list. Now the list has to be written down. And of course there are times when I forget to take the list with me, which results in my buying stuff I don't need and forgetting to buy the essentials.
You know when you have become a senior citizen when you start repeating yourself. I'm afraid I do this very often these days. I've lost count of the number of times I am telling my daughter about some occurrence, only for her to say "Mum...you've already told me that". She of course is honest enough to tell me. I'm pretty sure others experience my repetition but are too polite to
And then there are times when I go from one room to another to get something but on arrival have forgotten what it is I needed. Or I put something somewhere "safe"....so safe that I can't remember where it is.
I'm sure many of you will recognise this behaviour...it's just a sign of the brain cells wearing out I guess.
I know it's normal, and I'm not overly concerned about it. But I do feel such sadness and sympathy when people tell me about their relatives who are suffering from some form of dementia, or Alzheimers. I can't imagine how difficult and frustrating life must be for them.
Blogging helps of course. It keeps the brain cells ticking over. The old adage springs to mind "If you don't use it...you lose it".
So...my dear readers...just a warning. If I post something here that I have already written about...just humour me please! But because I appreciate honesty...please feel free to tell me!
Now...where DID I put my cigarettes?