E.L.. Shapiro wrote:
Fortunately/Unfortunately I am blessed with a total recall memory that is somehow more acute about stuff I want to forget.
Just another day, a young fellow I am teaching was upset. He told me his grandfather is sufferg from dementia and has forgotten his entire past and does not recognize anyone in his entire family. Of course, I sympathised but thought to myself "now I have something to look forward to"! OK- Excuse my SICK sensor humour- it is my copeing mechanism. Then again, y'all don't know SOME of my family members.
After deciding to donate and get rid of my Vietnam images, a young lady that was at the lab said, in a sort of condensing and demeaning manner, "How can you take pictures like that" My answer was, "skip the one hot meal we were allotted, learn to control your gag reflex, pre-set your exposure, put the camera up to your eye, focus, and shoot! One can regurgitate later once back at the LZ.
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••quote•• He told me his grandfather is sufferg from dementia and has forgotten his entire past and does not recognize anyone in his entire family. Of course, I sympathised but thought to myself "now I have something to look forward to"! ••quote••
Not to discourage you....I do understand the point you have in your "SICK sense of humor", as you referred to it. However, be aware, there is no certainty that the things you desperately want to forget will also be purged from your memory if you should fall victim to the effects of alzheimers/dementia.
I have friends and have worked some around those who are afflicted with this.
One fellow in particular comes to mind when reading your comment. On some of his worst days, his troubles were so connected to the flooding of memories and disturbing things from the past that he was very combative, uncooperative and angry against the caregivers who were supposed to assist him, and he was bound and determined that they only meant to do him irreparable harm.
In a somewhat odd way, we found out that at those times he did not actually recognize me as an employee of that facility, but he thought I was a former co-worker of his from his working years 40 or so years ago who had come to visit him.
We found we could get him calmed down for a while if everyone else would just leave his room and let me put my work duties aside for a while, then just sit and visit with him playing along that I was a former co-worker and we could reminisce about the good old days on the job back then.
It varied from episode to episode how effective that calming would remain when it reached the point I really had to leave his room to return to my duties. Sometimes he remained pretty calm, happy I was a person from the past who had taken the time to make a trip to visit him.
Other times, he returned to his agitated anger when I had to excuse myself to leave his room, because he 'knew' then that I was 'just like them' and did not really mean him well, otherwise I would get him out of there instead of leaving him there 'with them'.
It can be very bitter/sweet sometimes being related to and/or working around those whose brain is suffering the ravages of aging, disease and horrible memories.
Best of wishes to you.