Pretty sure that Dementia is setting in on me. Things have been seeming increasingly bizarre lately. I don't know how fast this stuff moves, but if I make less and less sense as time goes on that's probably the reason. Yesterday, my eyes passed the test to keep my Driver's License, and I mentioned to my Doc that I am concerned about my cognition.

This shit happens to most of us, so no whining from me. Not planning on spending my last days taking little red pills, and getting bed sores in a care center. Doesn't seem to be anything emergent going on, and I don't know how fast the little Gremlins take over. I did want to make sure that I tell anyone who will listen how much help this site has been to me and how much I love you all. The worst sin would be to pass and not to have expressed my thankfulness. Who knows, I might just be a pain in Erin's ass for another 10 years.

Some of you know that I respond best to abuse.

Gwen