I'd like a thing a ma jig
Peter Tork, Mickey Dolenz, Davy Jones, Michael Nesbet.
Sometimes I just sound like an idiot.
Stopping in a coffee store today, I knew exactly what I wanted.
I just did not know how to say it.
When the Pretty Young Thing asked me what I would like, I said......one of those white chocolate drinks with crushed ice but I can't remember what it is called.
I don't know what I ordered. It was supposed to be a white mocha frappachino, but I could not smell any coffee, or taste any, in my drink. It was like vanilla milk over crushed ice.
Which may have been what I ordered. Or what she heard me order. Or what she repeated back to me an I said yes to.
And no, I did not have my hearing aids in. And yes, we were both talking through masks, so understanding is difficult to start with.
Now, why I am concerned is the same thing happened at the arches place. Jackie wanted a pineapple mango smoothie, and I asked for the "drink with pineapple in it."
And at the Mexican drive through place when I could not remember the name of the cinnamon thingeys.
Or the fact I forgot yogurt and orange juice, despite that being my main motive to go to the store and writing it down on the list I carried throughout the store.
When ever that happens, I think I am showing early onset Ahlzimers, or however you spell it because I forgot! Then again, I am almost 73 so maybe it is not early after all!
I know I have complained about this in the past because it is scary. Funny, but scary. Kind of like a clown in It, although I have never read the book or seen the movie. So maybe it is not anything like that.
I have talked to people with Alzheimers....my dad for one.....and recent memory is terrible, but the past is forever in their mind.
So when I remember the names of The Monkees 50 years after they were popular, I wonder if that is a good thing.
Especially when I can't remember white mocha frappachino. Or yogurt.
Stay safe. Stay healthy. Happy memories.
Peace and Love
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