Lately I have started forgetting things. It’s not at this stage, where I should feel alarmed, but I do feel worried a bit. I do hope I am not at an early stage of Alzheimer.
Before going for groceries I do make a note, but the thing is I forget it at home. It’s either that, or I misplace it some where else. If I put it in my purse, it magically loses itself in the labyrinth of my purse. I keep searching for it, and in the end I gave up. I return home, and whoa the things I needed most, were the things I forgot.
The other day, a funny thing happened. A friend talked to me about something about her grandchild. Later on, probably she was worried that I may talk to the person concerned. She kept phoning me, day in and day out. I kept wondering as to what she wants, and you will ask why? The answer is, she phones me once in a blue moon. Anyway the cat came out of the bag after two days. She asked me not to say what she had told me. I set her mind at rest, and finally when she was assured of my “good intentions” I asked her, “what did you tell me?”
Has this happened to you?