Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Um, I don't remember

I'm not sure what it is lately, but I'm losing it it. I'm finding for the first time that I simply do not have the recall that I used to.

I'm hoping it's this virus I have, or something about this change of seasons, or some weird cosmic shift, and therefore temporary, but, well, it most likely isn't.

I have always had (or at least as far back as I can remember, ha ha) a really excellent memory. I trusted it always. We have 400-plus authors that write for us here at work, and I used to be able to remember who wrote what, for which subspecialty, whom the editor was, and sometimes even at what institution they worked. I could spout this stuff off at staff meetings, with almost complete accuracy. I remembered conversations in vivid detail, never failed to remember crazy hair days at the kids' school or permission slips that needed signing. But no more. I'm finding that the non-essentials are slipping from my mind like, well, like a sieve.

Fortunately, the essentials are still intact, but it's still bothersome. My sharp memory saved me time. I did not have to refer to past notes, emails, children's backpacks, it was all just there, inside my cranium, for the taking. I could not understand how others struggled to remember minute details. What the hell is wrong with you people I thought to myself. Pay attention. Put some effort into it, for the love of the Cosmic Waitress!

But now I understand it. I somehow no longer have room for all the details; they are no longer crisp, but instead a bit jumbled, soft, fuzzy.

Please don't be alarmed, I do not think I am sliding headlong into early dementia, but I am changing. And not in the way I'd like to. Does it really matter that I have to rely more on my phone's calendar or refer to old emails when in doubt? Not really, I guess, but it still pisses me off on some level. I don't mind the years passing, but I am irritated by the reading glasses and dimming wit. And I am not a game player, so please don't suggest sudoku or a Rubik's cube.

I've decided that I will go about brain fitness via the social route, as numerous studies have shown that maintaining meaningful relationships and social interaction are key to maintain cognitive sharpness.  Add this to the fact that resveratrol and flavonoids may protect neurons from damage, and I think I may just have a plan....

Who wants to meet me for a glass of red and some cognitively stimulating conversation?


Pat said...

I DO remember that happening to me. I never had to write things down...had my calendar in my head for months ahead etc. It was a great boon to my profession as I remembered people's names,kids etc. I still remember way more than my friends my age do--it drives them crazy that I can remember more about their kids and grand kids than they can.

But I do need to make lots of lists now and written reminders. I like to think i have acquired wisdom to compensate. And I do jumble, suduko, cryptograms. And crosswords daily.
Love, Mom

Pickles and Dimes said...

If I don't write something down, it's gone out of my head. It drives Jason nuts because he has a near-photographic memory and excellent recall, but I usually tell him that because I'm the one who does everything and has to remember it! :)

didn't we grow up in Baltimore together? said...

Oh, glad you've joined me in my mindlessness. I used to remember so much and look like I was on the ball, but no more.

I'm sure if I didn't have 3 kids worth of stuff to remember beyond my own stuff, I'd have kept my memory longer, but, alas...

If it means I have to remember to get on a plane to San Diego so we can drink and catch up, so be it...
And good thing I can check this blog archive in case I forget why I was coming :)

Me, You, or Ellie said...

I've had a persistent case of CRS since the day I was born. I've never been able to remember anything, I tell my coworkers that if they don't write it down, it doesn't exist for me. the nice thing about being a lifelong dumbass is that I earn some degree of normalcy now that I'm an old lady.



Me, You, or Ellie said...

Oh, I always had a good memory, too, but those days are long gone. And it deteriorates exponentially, I'm sorry to say. It's a bug-a-boo, is what it is.

But hey, I still know my name. And my birthday. And what kind of wine I like. So I figure I'm still ahead of the game.