Can you have it from your parents? How afraid are you about this awfull illness? Are you maybe just starting and you can't notice it? Hehehe
My name (????). Oops
Extremely
Quite
Not at all
I don't remember
Can you have it from your parents? How afraid are you about this awfull illness? Are you maybe just starting and you can't notice it? Hehehe
My name (????). Oops
I'm too young for that. But some day I certainly will be.
I've been trying to cause damage to my brain since I was a fifteen year old chap and most recently continue to do so with the help of medical advances in various strains and still all I can do is absorb information and catalog things in my brain for no apparent reason and for some reason that drives me to create the most random run-on sentences but that is just who I am and I've gotta go for now as it is time for my meds and seeing if I can come at least one step closer to forgetting it all.
You won't necessarily get Alzheimer's when you become old.
Either way, as clavi I guess I'm too young (maybe a chance for early Alzheimer's?) to seriously think about it right now. I know one of my Grandmother's doctors committed suicide after he found out he had Alzheimer's. In a way it's quite understandable since sooner or later your mind will be gone and the burden you'd put on your family is pretty hard. But on the other hand - maybe a cure will be found and you'd be saved!
As a member said..."you have nothing by Stockhausen"... Oops, yes I had an old LP than I've never entered on my system, because I hate it. I think my memory is very selective... I think I have good memory for facts, but about things I read... I remember 8.011111123 % of what I read. I remember when in Moscow the guide wasn't watching and I sat on Ivan's the terrible throne! I was 17! I also remember having tea with Dmitri Shostakovich for 46.7234 minutes. Also when I visited Sarolta Kodály twice in Budapest (Zoltan Kodaly's second wife) and I gave her a Martin Fierro in leather and she gave me a wonderful pair of old peasant sleeves (hand made)... I was 17 and 18. I remember nice things and bad ones...so many things I remember. I hope I'll never suffer this hideous illnes. Too many treasures are in my memory. Add more than 45 years listening to music and learning. Certainly, I'll kill myself. I have no enemies. I have forgotten what they have done to me. I don't have many good friends though.
Perhaps my feelings are not that strong. Just too bad! (Am). It's a pity (Br). I would like to forget my father. But this is another story.
Martin
Eat coconut oil, it's supposed to help.
"Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in over-alls and looks like work." - Thomas Edison
I'm afraid of it. My grandmother had it. I'm sure eventually they'll find a cure for it; I just hope my gray matter holds out long enough.