So many things that float around in my head. Seriously. Like hot air balloons, they just float around in there, bumping off the neurons and spinning out into inner space. Ideas that aren't fully formed, things I try to memorize, conversations I don't seem to remember the way I once did... But old, long-term memories seem to be intact.
Talked to Steph (cousin) a few days ago. I was telling her how my mind seems to be on vacation of late. She laughed and said to her it sounded like typical menopause. Well, I am 47, so I suppose that's a good possibility. Just...I don't feel 47. At least not most days. It's like my 25-year-old person-self is hanging around in my 47-year-old body. And that younger version of me feels cheated. Maybe even...yes. Violated. Hmmm. Like there's some kind of revolt going on in there and the old part of me has regressed to the mindset of a 2-year-old who is sitting in the corner, arms folded, eyes averted, after just having thrown a major kicking and screaming temper tantrum. Pouting. Knowing there's really not a lot that can be done. Or is there?
So I was watching TV a few weeks ago and saw an advertisement for Lumosity.com. It's this website where you can do brain-training exercises. (And, by the way, I think that's the thing I tried to memorize one night--the something I mentioned in here on the first blog post.) I went there. You get the first 3 days free. Seems kinda cool but I'm not paying their fee to play. I'll get out my mahjong games or something first. I did do the free three day thing. The games remind me of the old Nintendo, with the target gun (one game) and then a tiles thing, and ...hmmm...something else I don't remember. LOL! Guess that doesn't lend itself to a glowing recommendation, if I can't even remember the 3rd game! heh heh heh
But I do wonder...is it possible that a brain can be retrained to be as sharp and quick as it once was? It's weird, but I think it is. I just don't know how to go about doing it. (Suggestions, anyone?) I've been doing a lot of knitting, crochet, sewing...but they're all pretty solitary tasks and Nels is very quiet most days. We have not been watching a lot of TV these days. My grandma used to say that TV did little more than pickle the brain in its own juices. (I think she may have been right, by the way) She called it "The Idiot Box." Hmmmmm. Theories, anyone?
I am rereading the 4 book series I wrote back in the early 2000's. In the 2nd one now. So much I didn't remember. I want to finish the 5th (almost done) and 6th (1/2 done) so I can do the 7th and call it good. I do think that writing would be a great brain exercise (hence I'm sitting here now). Vocabulary, keeping names, dates, faces and places right--although I usually use a cheat sheet for verification. It's scary when you forget stuff.
I don't really have any alzheimer's symptoms or I'd be panicking, not making fun of myself. It's more...like I just can't focus for long on any one thing. Jeez, if this is what my mom's always dealt with, I'm gonna be cutting her some serious slack from here on out. This sucks.
Sigh.
Back to it.
Have a good day.
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