Memory Goes First..

[Servant King]

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Holy shit, so that's what happened to my maroon '85 Jetta!

 

[rajangan]

What you're seeing is a decrease in verbal memory, but there are many kinds of memory. Also, your verbal ability has not declined.

 

[boatme99]

Sex. I seem to remember that's a good thing.

 

[cigrmaster]

It was around 2-3 years ago I was diagnosed with early onset dementia. It has been getting worse year after year and when I cannot remember simple things like my address it pisses me off really badly.

I don't stay pissed long as it was my choices that caused my memory issues. I never thought I would see 50 never mind 63. Part of my memory loss is from all my back surgeries, my nerve damage from Neuropathy and Stenosis is also a big reason. My neurologist warned me in 2010 after my first surgery if I didn't stop playing tennis and golf and basketball, I would have had a spinal fusion with all kinds of metal in my back. I didn't believe him and I was not going to stop playing the sports I love. Almost to the day 5 years later just as he predicted I had to have that last back surgery and now I am a cripple that needs a wheel chair and a live in caretaker. The second surgery was like 3 years after the first then 2 years later the last one. I got second opinions and made them give me an mri under general anesthesia which they hate doing but I couldn't lay flat on the table as my back was so bad at that point. I made sure the doctor was from Ivy league schools, I did my due diligence as my dad had taught me. 3 opinions always in the least, no exceptions.

I didn't believe the guy and I should have although I was never going to stoop playing as I was a sports junkie and had been my entire life. Sometimes you need to really believe your doctors. I now take the pills he prescribes. One is called Xaralto which I have to take the rest of my life. It is for blood clots which I found out that if you ever get more than one you need meds forever. I had one in my leg and that was the first one. I couldn't believe the pain and had t o call the ambulance. The second time it was in my chest and I thought I was toast. I figured the end of the ride was here and to my amazement I lived through that one.

Now I have had a live in care taker which will be 3 years in two months. I couldn't do shit without her. I also have my kids to cover for her when she visits her family. I could feel sorry for myself but I have too many things to be grateful for. Healthy kids who are doing well. I finally talked my oldest son to move back to Florida and get a teaching job here as there is a major shortage of them. He had been in California since he graduated from the Ringling School of Art in Sarasota. He is sitting next to me as I type and smoke, it is great to have him home.

 

[verporchting]

It was probably something like that old joke about what a podiatrist drives (a toe truck).

How in the hell do you expect me to remember “podiatrist”???? ?

 

[bullet08]

It was around 2-3 years ago I was diagnosed with early onset dementia. It has been getting worse year after year and when I cannot remember simple things like my address it pisses me off really badly.

I don't stay pissed long as it was my choices that caused my memory issues. I never thought I would see 50 never mind 63. Part of my memory loss is from all my back surgeries, my nerve damage from Neuropathy and Stenosis is also a big reason. My neurologist warned me in 2010 after my first surgery if I didn't stop playing tennis and golf and basketball, I would have had a spinal fusion with all kinds of metal in my back. I didn't believe him and I was not going to stop playing the sports I love. Almost to the day 5 years later just as he predicted I had to have that last back surgery and now I am a cripple that needs a wheel chair and a live in caretaker. The second surgery was like 3 years after the first then 2 years later the last one. I got second opinions and made them give me an mri under general anesthesia which they hate doing but I couldn't lay flat on the table as my back was so bad at that point. I made sure the doctor was from Ivy league schools, I did my due diligence as my dad had taught me. 3 opinions always in the least, no exceptions.

I didn't believe the guy and I should have although I was never going to stoop playing as I was a sports junkie and had been my entire life. Sometimes you need to really believe your doctors. I now take the pills he prescribes. One is called Xaralto which I have to take the rest of my life. It is for blood clots which I found out that if you ever get more than one you need meds forever. I had one in my leg and that was the first one. I couldn't believe the pain and had t o call the ambulance. The second time it was in my chest and I thought I was toast. I figured the end of the ride was here and to my amazement I lived through that one.

Now I have had a live in care taker which will be 3 years in two months. I couldn't do shit without her. I also have my kids to cover for her when she visits her family. I could feel sorry for myself but I have too many things to be grateful for. Healthy kids who are doing well. I finally talked my oldest son to move back to Florida and get a teaching job here as there is a major shortage of them. He had been in California since he graduated from the Ringling School of Art in Sarasota. He is sitting next to me as I type and smoke, it is great to have him home.

I stopped martial arts early in my 40. My shoulder needed surgery, too many pains in back and joints. Used to love all and every kind of martial arts, more pain, sweat and blood, better. Then there is diabetes. Oh well. Stick around for joy

 

[condorlover1]

I forget.......what was I saying

 

[edger]

What you're seeing is a decrease in verbal memory, but there are many kinds of memory. Also, your verbal ability has not declined.

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This is more depressing than watching CNN.

 

[anotherbob]

I'm not making light of memory problems that might be symptomatic, but I still agree with the idea that once you have 65 or 70 years of memories to retain, the attic gets a little full, and it takes you longer to get to any particular item. A five-year-old has about twenty things to remember, so clearly he or she has little problem with it. And no one cares whether the little cutie remembers anything or not.

is that why most 20 year olds think they can solve all the problems and that most 70 year olds that think that haven't paid much attention over the years?

 

[anotherbob]

I walk around in a constant fog. I remember as a kid old-timers who couldn't remember what I told them 10 minutes ago and could recall things that had happen to them 50 years before. I thought they were nuts and now I am that old-timer.

they are nuts. It's a lot more fun after you realize they all are, all of them including me.

 

[edger]

B

It was around 2-3 years ago I was diagnosed with early onset dementia. It has been getting worse year after year and when I cannot remember simple things like my address it pisses me off really badly.

I don't stay pissed long as it was my choices that caused my memory issues. I never thought I would see 50 never mind 63. Part of my memory loss is from all my back surgeries, my nerve damage from Neuropathy and Stenosis is also a big reason. My neurologist warned me in 2010 after my first surgery if I didn't stop playing tennis and golf and basketball, I would have had a spinal fusion with all kinds of metal in my back. I didn't believe him and I was not going to stop playing the sports I love. Almost to the day 5 years later just as he predicted I had to have that last back surgery and now I am a cripple that needs a wheel chair and a live in caretaker. The second surgery was like 3 years after the first then 2 years later the last one. I got second opinions and made them give me an mri under general anesthesia which they hate doing but I couldn't lay flat on the table as my back was so bad at that point. I made sure the doctor was from Ivy league schools, I did my due diligence as my dad had taught me. 3 opinions always in the least, no exceptions.

I didn't believe the guy and I should have although I was never going to stoop playing as I was a sports junkie and had been my entire life. Sometimes you need to really believe your doctors. I now take the pills he prescribes. One is called Xaralto which I have to take the rest of my life. It is for blood clots which I found out that if you ever get more than one you need meds forever. I had one in my leg and that was the first one. I couldn't believe the pain and had t o call the ambulance. The second time it was in my chest and I thought I was toast. I figured the end of the ride was here and to my amazement I lived through that one.

Now I have had a live in care taker which will be 3 years in two months. I couldn't do shit without her. I also have my kids to cover for her when she visits her family. I could feel sorry for myself but I have too many things to be grateful for. Healthy kids who are doing well. I finally talked my oldest son to move back to Florida and get a teaching job here as there is a major shortage of them. He had been in California since he graduated from the Ringling School of Art in Sarasota. He is sitting next to me as I type and smoke, it is great to have him home.

Bless you for your forbearance..

 

[rajangan]

This is more depressing than watching CNN.

I watched a BBC film last night which showed that in billions or trillions of years the universe will eventually spread so thin that it will essentially freeze. So even if Johnny Cash reaches the other side in his space ship, it'll all eventually end. No more drops of rain for us cowboys. I found that depressing.

 

[mso489]

And yet our residual molecules shed over our lives will be a part of it all. Just frozen. I'm not sure if that's depressing or not. "I" will still be hanging out, just over a lot more of space.

 

[Servant King]

This is more depressing than watching CNN.

But not much more! One @Richmond B. Funkenhouser joins in, that will sway the balance the other way. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, which is a real bitch to do when you're smoking a pipe, by the way.

 

[rajangan]

And yet our residual molecules shed over our lives will be a part of it all. Just frozen. I'm not sure if that's depressing or not. "I" will still be hanging out, just over a lot more of space.

And if absolute zero cannot be reached, according to calculus, I suppose over eternity, even a really slow existence still approaches infinity. You just brightened my day.

 

[bullet08]

I watched a BBC film last night which showed that in billions or trillions of years the universe will eventually spread so thin that it will essentially freeze. So even if Johnny Cash reaches the other side in his space ship, it'll all eventually end. No more drops of rain for us cowboys. I found that depressing.

I'll be long dead by then.. What was it I was supposed to be depressed about?

 

[Richmond B. Funkenhouser]

I go to sleep every night knowing the type of person who thinks this way will soon be extinct. ?

I swear its a death cult..

Look! The evidence is all around you.


I still believe BROBS to be an gentleman, though.

@Servant King ..

 

[instymp]

is that why most 20 year olds think they can solve all the problems and that most 70 year olds that think that haven't paid much attention over the years?

Well maybe.
But when I was in my 20's I knew everything and most people over 35 were really dumb.
Then the older I got I realized how stupid I was in my earlier years.
Still learning everyday in my 70's.
Just me of course.

 

[instymp]

It was around 2-3 years ago I was diagnosed with early onset dementia. It has been getting worse year after year and when I cannot remember simple things like my address it pisses me off really badly.

I don't stay pissed long as it was my choices that caused my memory issues. I never thought I would see 50 never mind 63. Part of my memory loss is from all my back surgeries, my nerve damage from Neuropathy and Stenosis is also a big reason. My neurologist warned me in 2010 after my first surgery if I didn't stop playing tennis and golf and basketball, I would have had a spinal fusion with all kinds of metal in my back. I didn't believe him and I was not going to stop playing the sports I love. Almost to the day 5 years later just as he predicted I had to have that last back surgery and now I am a cripple that needs a wheel chair and a live in caretaker. The second surgery was like 3 years after the first then 2 years later the last one. I got second opinions and made them give me an mri under general anesthesia which they hate doing but I couldn't lay flat on the table as my back was so bad at that point. I made sure the doctor was from Ivy league schools, I did my due diligence as my dad had taught me. 3 opinions always in the least, no exceptions.

I didn't believe the guy and I should have although I was never going to stoop playing as I was a sports junkie and had been my entire life. Sometimes you need to really believe your doctors. I now take the pills he prescribes. One is called Xaralto which I have to take the rest of my life. It is for blood clots which I found out that if you ever get more than one you need meds forever. I had one in my leg and that was the first one. I couldn't believe the pain and had t o call the ambulance. The second time it was in my chest and I thought I was toast. I figured the end of the ride was here and to my amazement I lived through that one.

Now I have had a live in care taker which will be 3 years in two months. I couldn't do shit without her. I also have my kids to cover for her when she visits her family. I could feel sorry for myself but I have too many things to be grateful for. Healthy kids who are doing well. I finally talked my oldest son to move back to Florida and get a teaching job here as there is a major shortage of them. He had been in California since he graduated from the Ringling School of Art in Sarasota. He is sitting next to me as I type and smoke, it is great to have him home.

You are still pretty sharp, for an old bad ass.

 

[alaskanpiper]

I have an extraordinary memory for insignificant things. It's the important shit I seem to forget. Which means I'm great at trivia. But I will probably forget that I agreed to meet you at the bar for trivia night.