From here to there

At almost 20, seeking maturity

at 74, singing along to the Beatles

I was so amazed at the reachout from The Memory Project at the Bruyère Hospital.  They called me last Thursday and I was tested on Friday!  David came with me as they suggest it's a good idea to have someone there who knows the person being tested.  Knowing Dave's strong curiosity, I thought we might have a problem, but he was perfect: sat beside me, supported me and helped me when I needed it but otherwise,while he may have had questions, he didn't put one forth.

The test was not hard, but some parts of it were tricky, such as the time I had 30 seconds to name as many 4-legged animals as I could and found myself screeching "whales" and "chameleons".  Did I mention I'm competitive?

I was really surprised to see how I didn't use straight lines for connecting similar or consequential things and that I had a hard time with the perspectives of images.  My drawing of two connected hectagons looked like the work of a 4-year old architect.

When all the boxes had been filled in, the questions answered, both mine and the nurse's, I was told that they needed a CT scan, and to compare my answers to the formal questions with the general conversation that went on among the 3 of us throughout the meeting. 

I can expect to hear back from them in 4 months.  If I'm as seriously affected as I think I am, they'll start therapeutic and supportive work, and I'll be able to deal with a reality that I can manage for a while.  If not, they assured me that taking the test was a good thing to do given that I was so confident in my own assessment.

Strangely, the minute we were outside and walking to our car, I wanted, wanted, a glass of wine, but when we got home, I made myself a  cup of hot lime juice.  I shouldn't have said "strangely" though because I was appalled at my answer to how many glasses of wine I had in a week.  I lowballed it at 15.

Oh, the wide and winding road!