Monthly Archives: July 2012

Walking and Memory Loss

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Well I would tell you about my weekend but I do not really remember it… My memory is getting really bad and I am not so sure what to do… Things enter one ear and before they can make it out the other I do not remember what it is flowing through my head. It is so frustrating! I have to stop what I am doing so often and just sit there and try to remember something. Sometimes things “slip” my mind that would be considered a long term memory like the name of a mountain or the name of my cat. Sometimes it is as short term as “did I hug that person goodbye 5 seconds ago?” When I think about it I want to just break down but… I often forget about that detail. Not good because I am forgetting what should be the driving force behind doing something about this. So I always forget to look into what I can do to improve this situation…

Matt’s MS – Help Me Beat MS With Non-Controversial Stem Cells!

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Fast Food, Quick Regret. I Also Went For a Walk.

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I was having a bad day yesterday, just one of those days you know? It started off well, that is what I do not get. Decided I was going to go for a walk, just needed to get out on my own. So I went for a walk. Short, but a walk, and on my own. I made it to the end of our street, to the main road, and I just stood there for a while watching the cars pass by. It was… Nice… I guess “normal” was just nice… Traffic, the bees in the trees, the bumpy sidewalk, “normal”. To top it off the weather was great!

I am Loosing Track of Each Second

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Writing freely is becoming harder and harder each day, or so it feels… My memory loss is just so bad, I am loosing track of each second in my life. What happened yesterday? This morning? An hour ago? 5 minutes ago? I do not know and it’s so frustrating. I can sit down and spend a few minutes trying to recollect something that should just pop into my mind in a few seconds but that stresses me out and is not always worth it. The other day I could not remember my cats name. I sat down and stared at her for ever, just thinking, thinking, thinking. What was this cats name? Why can I not remember it?? I finally did, Willow, but I wanted to just break down in tears because I was so frustrated with myself. I am 22 and have a memory worse than most grandparents. I wish I could properly explain my frustration.