I thought I would never make jokes of someone with a disability but found in the later days of my mother's Dementia it was hard not to get a chuckle out of some of her imagined foes that came her way. It is hard seeing someone you love, that has always been on top of everything, start the downward trek with
all kinds of imagined things. Yes, some , no, most were laughable.

In my recent visit to my cardiologist he ask me if my neurogolist had talked to me much about a certain neurological problem. i told him that she had not said a word to me. I had noted that recently that my brain was not making the quick accessments that it once did. An example would be a sound that in the past would instantly be identifed, processed and I would not react. Now sounds are not being processed fast enough and it is causing problems with understanding normal speech and sounds that appear from no where now startle me. Just a few months ago I would have instantly identified the sound and would not react. The some total of what my neurologist has not discussed with me but put in my record is I'm on the starting path that ALS and other neurogical disorders takes. From a memory standpoint I joking say watching reruns is ok because I can't remember what I saw the first time. I feel now as long as I am still able to joke about it I'm still OK. It's when I'm so far gone that I can't joke that worries me. I still have most of my old cognitive ability for problem solving but find multitasking is getting harder. Mulitasking now means I start to do one thing get sidetracked to another task and another, then another. Sidetracked is a very big part of my dayly life now.