The most recent episode happened on a Thursday evening. My friend Lorian came to my house to carpool to our writing group. It was good to see her, and I was happy to share a ride. We had a lively conversation, catching up. When we were almost to our destination, she mentioned eating a delicious peach that afternoon. That’s when I realized …
I’d forgotten the peach cake.
Just that morning, I’d found the recipe, selected the peaches, and made the whole thing from scratch. I’d even placed my creation on a fancy serving platter. And then, dammit, I’d left it wrapped in plastic, at home on my kitchen counter. Although I later described the delicious dessert in detail to my writing friends, it wasn’t quite the same as tasting it for real. I felt like a dunce.
Then last week I got a phone call from my friend Nan. We lunch together almost every week, and we take turns driving. So our first task was trying to figure out who’d driven last time. Neither one of us knew for sure! However, we remembered where we’d eaten brunch and recalled other places we’d gone on our outing, and eventually determined that I should drive this time.
But it took quite a bit of conversation to reach that conclusion.
I wish I could say these are two isolated memory-lapse instances, but unfortunately they’re not. My Kindle is rarely found where I’m sure I left it, and I’m convinced that it wanders the house when I’m not watching. The same thing goes for the magnetic tinted thingie that attaches to my glasses—you know, that thing that turns regular glasses into sunglasses. It only surfaces on cloudy days. Sigh. I joke about these lapses, but there’s always a nagging worry …
Are these the beginning signs of Alzheimers?
Several days ago I came across an article on AARP’s website that made me feel a little better. Not only did it reassure me that such memory blips are normal, it gave solutions for dealing with them. You might be relieved by what they have to say on the subject and want to try their remedies yourself, if you ever share my problem.
Until I remember to apply all of AARP’s suggestions, I’ve learned to rely on sticky notes. I put one on the door leading to the garage, reminding me to take the canvas shopping bags with me to the grocery store. I stuck one on my car keys, nudging me to pick up my husband’s suits at the dry cleaners, stop by the pharmacy, and get cash from the ATM. But this morning as I drove to my destinations, I realized I’d forgotten the one stuck to the refrigerator. Hmmm… was it two pounds of peaches or two-and-a-half? With a sigh I wondered: Will my writing friends ever get to taste peach cake?
AARP: 6 Types of Normal Memory Lapses:
Peach cake recipe from America’s Test Kitchen. There’s even a video! http://www.americastestkitchen.com/recipes/detail.php?docid=29695&incode=M**ASCA00