What is it like to be her?

How does she get anywhere, much less, get anything done?

Paying the check is an ordeal. Everything has to come out of the purse. Unzip the hidden pouches. Check all her pockets. No wallet.

Just like her house keys and car keys. Nowhere to be found.

I don’t understand how she can live that way. It’s the way her brain is wired. She’s cloudy without the meds. And remembering to call the doctor to renew the meds is hard when you’re out of meds. Cruel irony to need a medicine that requires a monthly renewal with a doctor’s signed prescription when you have memory issues.

Life is so simple for most of us. But not everyone. Not her.

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About tammyyoga

I am 50+ and mostly proud of it! This is the half-way point of my life. I hunger for knowledge in many different areas. I want to go into the next half with continued good health including physical, mental and spiritual well-being.
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One Response to What is it like to be her?

  1. Mandy Robek says:

    My heart goes out to you and your loved one with memory loss. I clearly understand your irony because you carefully chose your words for this piece. Thanks for sharing.

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