what? . . .

so the other day, kidlet and i were at our PCP's office.  he wanted his two cents in on her kidney and thyroid numbers.  he's pretty sure her kidneys are fine but set up a recheck and will follow up with the nephrologist.  the endocrinologist is scheduled for the 25th.  he will wait for those results too.  while we were chatting and explaining, not once but twice, i forgot what i was going to say in mid-stream.

this has been going on for a while.  years ago, as in 1998, my then doctor told me it was just information i didn't need so it didn't stick.  don't worry.  i mentioned it to the good doctor who said she could make me an appointment to test for dementia but she was sure it was just stress.  i forget names, places, almost any noun.  if i am tired it is worse.

but our PCP looked me in the eye and said, it's time he saw mom.  gee thanks. good thing he is booked until august.  the cats wouldn't know what to do if i got their names right.  kidlet would be relieved of her memory bank services and i'd have to sell my stock in post-it notes.  the only time it makes me really crazy is when i forget the clue in a crossword puzzle by the time i find the related blanks.  or when like this morning, i couldn't find my wallet anywhere.  i tore this house apart.  i remembered writing receipts in its checkbook register last night but from there on it was a total blank.  i finally found it in my camera bag under my camera.  who'd a thunk it.

however i still know what a can opener if for so i figure i am good and the cats are still happy they get fed.  still wondering what i did to tick off mother nature.