The Mind, what a beautiful, amazing organ. It can hold infinate information. It continues to absorb knowledge day after day. It can be remarkably creative.
But let a stroke or blood clot or Alzheimers/Dimentia invade it’s tissue, it changes into a completely different mass causing the life of its beholder to change.
Last night was a very harmonious night where Jim seemed very coherent. We actually talked and I explained how he got to where he is now. He was shocked! He absolutely didn’t remember anything I told him. He just kept saying that he honestly didn’t remember, didn’t remember anything. He seemed overwhelmed with what he was hearing and just kept saying that he couldn't believe what he put me through. I was worried that I might have frightened him with all of the details.
Tonight when I visited I asked him if he worried about anything that we talked about last night. He said “What? What did we talk about?”
Tonight when I visited I asked him if he worried about anything that we talked about last night. He said “What? What did we talk about?”
Ah – the Beautiful Mind!
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