Even coffee isn’t curing this morning’s brain fog
Another morning, another day of brain fog to start. But today is different. Today I can tell that the tentacles of whatever now controls my brain has made some new in roads. It was a struggle to get out of the bed. Not for lack of physical strength or desire. It was just due to the inability to think as to how I will begin the day.
Now up and moving, a cup of coffee next to me, I am hoping to salvage the day. It is almost 11:30 am and for an early riser, the best parts of the day have now passed. So it will be interesting to see what I can will my mind to do.
At least, yesterday provided me with some new insights into this process within my brain. The VA had done some genetic testing on me mainly to treat my heart. In the end, they may help treat my head too. It turns out that one of the tests revealed I have a gene mutation that effects the build up of tau in my brain. Of course, for now they think tau is related to dementia. I have been diagnosed with dementia. It’s still early, but it also still has its effect on my life. Sometimes almost none. But as the webbing surrounds my brain, I think the “senior” moments are sneaking up on me too often.
The great news is that even as I forget most of my life, I can still function on what is in front of me. Simply put, I can still figure out statistics. I can still write stories. I can still enjoy the company of my fantastic wife. And I can still relish in the time I get to spend with my grandchildren. So, all in all, not bad for a guy who is closer to the end than even the middle of life.
And as always, I will choose joy even as I keep heading out the door.