Sunday An old Man and his wife (NOT ME)

 Picture of the day!

 

BUT for now:

WE decided to treat ourselves to that treat we seldom get around to anymore, a waffle at Waffle House.  I order only the Pecan Waffle and Sherry orders always the Blueberry Waffle.  As we drove into the parking lot it did not look as crowded as usual, that was good. I saw an old man and his wife getting out of their car and said well at least there is an OLD MAN AND WOMAN going in.

 We followed them in but had to wait on a table. Sherry sat down beside the Old man. After a minute, she hit him on the shoulder, he turned and grabbed her into a hug. He had once played Sherry’s husband in a school play and they had graduated in the same class. Doug was one of the most popular guys in their class.

He said, to her, “I know you but do not remember your name.”  They hugged again. Sherry told him of the death of another of their class mates. Their table came open they left.

Shery said, ‘that is Doug, I heard he is getting dementia.’  He had told her, “I don’t remember your name, I am losing my memory.”  RINGING A BIG BELL.

The last couple years of our traveling my sister Shirl continued to rent/lease our home.  During that last couple years Shirl would call and say, “I am losing my memory, you need to come home and take care of me.”

Shiley (SHIRL) towards the end.

                Mama towards the end.

She had many friends and none had contacted us that Shirl was exhibiting loss of memory.  WE learned the truth, truly she was getting out of touch.

Dementia is not common in Sherry’s family, but it is in mine.  I am very aware that I too am ‘losing it’ a little at a time, and it is not funny at all.  I hope it is VERY SLOW. ;-)

I am a firm believer each of us knows more of our bodies than any doctor (except in cases of terminal diseases, heart attacks and strokes, those TEACH quickly!)

This is not for sympathy, I am the same guy that was here yesterday, strictly information.  Who knows? I might even be wrong, I was ONCE!   LOL  I thought you and Victor were  real……!

 

.Nite Shipslog

PS.  I think I need a LONG walk in the woods to find my old memory….  Yeah I can still think about it…