Forget Me Not

At various times throughout my adulthood, I’ve wondered if I’m just forgetful OR if I’m developing clinical memory issues. Is it CRS (Can’t Remember Sh*t), or the not-so-early onset of something more serious? I’m currently living that question; it’s a scary thought.

I live alone. There’s only the dog to tell me when/if I’m losing it. I’m sure my kids would be the first in line to comment on any changes, but they have busy lives and don’t see me regularly. My friends are way too polite to mention any questionable behaviors.

Here are some examples of recent forgetfulness:

Lost and found my cell phone on a shelf at the store
Forgot the person’s name sitting next to me (Someone I’ve been meeting with for 13 weeks.)
Lost (and not yet found) one of my hearing aids
Forgot to bring my purse to lunch with my gbabe
Locked myself out of my house
I’m sure there’s more, I just can’t remember!

In an effort to assuage my fears, I have adopted the following safeguards:

Slow down
Make lists
Avoid multi-tasking
Check twice
Put the keys in the same place every time
Place spare keys in a lockbox.

In the future, you have my permission and gratitude to mention if you notice issues of concern. After all, “We’re all just walking each other home,” wherever that is!