Wednesday, 27 January 2021
Oh Dear!
Oh dear. Those words do not quite reflect my mind this morning. So its time for the truth. I have become very forgetful. And I have no idea what yesterdays blog is all about. ....except I seem to be going somewhere for an injection. I think. This problem of not remembering things has got much worse in the last couple of weeks and I take some comfort in the knowledge that in my case it really doesnt matter much if I forget anything....important or not. Here I am completely alone in the middle of the entire world suffering a pandemic! Its not long since I couldnt have used that word in a sentence correctly. Now I am up , dressed and have seen my fridge and my cupboards. I find I can live for a while but I think Tesco are coming sometime soon. I am bound to be here for that....Oh dear...I may be exaggerating this problem....I usually do. So sorry to anyone hoping for some clarity this morning...I am all out of clear thinking just now! I just know that providing I have food and drink in the house I can continue alone for quite a long time. I have got used to not saying much except to myself. Its still quite dark outside and theres not much traffic on the road. A beautful new bag sits in the place where I keep my bags....I hope I get to use it! The fact that its black is depressing...what was I thinking? I am sorry for the dreary tone of this blog...I will try to do better but before I can lift your spirits I have first to hoist up my own! Without resorting to booze! well! Its too early yet...so I am quite safe! So far!
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You are not alone in being forgetful. But I used a diary and at least look at it every day for upcoming things. I also have a spouse who despite her stroke, whose mind is good at remembering what I am doing or supposed to be doing and reminds me or questions me about it. I am fortunate to still have her given her stroke in July.
Today, I have a service in Church, which will be streamed via facebook and this after noon, I have a funeral at the Crem for a very good friend, who died some weeks ago. I am taking his widow and delivering a eulogy, short, but hopefully pithy.
At least I remember things. I had written a sermon for next week, when I remembered last evening, that I am also preaching at the 10 am today. Panic produced a short homily which will have to do.
So. please be comforted that I, who is a bit younger than you, have memory issues, but a strategy to deal with it.
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