Although senior moments and the memory problems that tend to crop up as we get older could certainly be discussed here as well, what I am thinking of right now are faulty childhood memories. I'm sixty-three and, until a few years ago, I had fairly vivid memories of crossing our field, and the small creek that separated my dad's land from the land that once belonged to his parents, and visiting with my paternal grandparents. I didn't remember exactly what my grandmother on my father's side looked like, but I remembered my grandfather. Yet, it came up for discussion when my oldest brother was here for a visit, and he told me that I wasn't even two years old when our grandfather died, and our grandmother died before I was born. Yet, they had indeed lived in that house, and that was the route that anyone in the family would have taken to visit them, rather than taking the road, which would have been much longer. These memories had been with me so long that I had to check, and he was right. While I had certainly seen my grandfather before he died, I certainly didn't walk to his house, and probably wouldn't have remembered much, if anything, of what occurred before I was two. My first impression what that, obviously, I had seen pictures of him around the house, and it's quite likely that someone would have mentioned where they had lived. While I was growing up, the house had, for some reason, fallen into the hands of a more distant relative, whom I didn't even like and never visited. I was thirteen when my mother died. At the time, I was working at the staff at a Boy Scout camp, thirteen being the earliest age at which someone could be on the staff. My brother Sheldon came to get me, to tell me that mom had been taken to the hospital and wasn't expected to live long. I know that I wasn't the most observant kid in the world, but I hadn't even known she was sick. Apparently, she had been having headaches for a while prior to this. Because I wasn't eighteen yet, and because of one of the dumbest rules in the history of hospitals, that no one under the age of eighteen could visit, I wasn't able even to see her during the three days that she lived after I returned from the Boy Scout camp. My dad even tried to sneak me up the stairs one time. My understanding, at the time, was that she had had brain cancer, and I believed that up until about a year ago, when I learned that she had died of a hemorrhagic stroke. Of course, that makes more sense but I was thirteen, not three, so I don't know how I could have gotten it so wrong. But again, I wasn't known for thinking things through. I was in my thirties before I realized that our pig hadn't really run away, not long before Christmas, as my father told me it had.
During my recent trip up north (about three and a half hours from here), I left my Kindle in the hotel room in Madawaska (the northernmost town in the contiguous United States). Then I stopped to eat in Houlton, Maine, and forgot my credit card there. Of course, they held them for me. I turned right around, and drove an hour and a half to Houlton to get my card, then picked my Kindle up on a separate trip yesterday. I had another wildlife camera to set up in my woods, so it wasn't a wasted trip.
There are many dementia liked to old age but they all are nutriment deficiencies and not to do with age. First is Alzheimer this is a doctor caused diseased by telling you to cut down on cholesterol your brain is 75% by weight cholesterol. Korsakoff's syndrome which is most often miss diagnosed as Alzheimer but is a B vitamin deficiency so best to treat for it even if you don't know the only way to know if you have Alzheimer is an autopsy. Also vitamin B 12 deficiency can give a type of dementia.
My knees have been hurting a lot lately. I don't like to take pain pills, I drink a vitamin juice that is good for joints, which I have not been drinking for some time. I got some joint juice the other day and the first day after one bottle of juice I felt better and expect to be very good by the end of the week as each bottle of joint juice adds more and more glucosamine chondroitin to my body. It is amazing how your body reacts when it does not have the vitamins and minerals needed.
You know what was a miracle for me regarding knee problems? Last year I could barely walk because of pain in my knees and all over my legs. I went to a physical therapist but I only did one visit and knew it wasn't going to help me because I needed more than that. My doctor also insisted I go on Statins and blood pressure meds. I said I'd do anything to keep from taking those. I got online and found that I should get a calcium plaque scan first and if I didn't have plaque then I had no need for the meds. My scan, on a scale of 1-5 resulted in a 0….so no need for the meds. Still I knew I needed to eat more greens, drink more water, exercise more, and take my B-12 and D3…so I did. My insurance had also included a free membership to the YMCA so I tried their Aqua-Fit program (more active than Aqua-Arobics). That's what saved my life. I had to start slow and build up. Some of the women had been coming for 30 years every day. I went every day and after 3 months I had no pain and my knees were like a teenager's and my legs were pain-free. I now swim laps for an hour everyday. I feel amazing now. It costs me $45 dollars a month at the YMCA but that sure beats having to take Statins and Blood pressure medications.
Pat do a search for chicken cartilage and arthritis. Harvard did a study and found that chicken cartilage and calcium fortified orange juice cured the arthritis. They got a use patent on chicken cartilage and you can buy it from them for a very high price. After the study they said that the drug used worked surprisingly well. I guess chicken cartilage is a drug now.
I am also swimming and doing the water exercises, @Lara Moss. I think that this is helping me already, and we have only been going for a couple of months now. My Medicare Advantage plan covers the Silver and Fit program, so it only costs $8 month extra for being able to use the pool and hot tub. My bad knee still does not bend enough for me to be able to ride a bike, but I am going to keep exercising it, and my goal is to be able to ride a bike by next Spring. I even have the bike picked out ! I want one of those pretty pink Beach Cruiser's with the cream colored wheels.
OMGosh! That's exactly the bike I want but in retro blue and with a basket for produce and flowers from the farmer's market! But you're in Alabama. Maybe someday we can meet at the shore where it's nice and flat for a ride of leisure and feel the ocean breeze on our sun-kissed cheeks…lol, I'm a hopeless poetic dreamer.
I work out on a Gazelle almost every day for 10 to 15 minutes a day, just to stretch my muscles. It has hydraulics so I can use as much or as little force as I need. It helps with the pain in my spine, and joints. But I haven't found anything that will help the pain in my leg and arm long bones.
I've got one of those too. We mostly hang stuff on it, but I sometimes use it for its intended purpose.
@Ken Anderson, I would think with all the trails you must hike regularly, you wouldn't need to use the gazelle. With all those wildlife cameras, what have you been seeing out in the woods? Do you study any particular issue out in your wilderness?
Oh, I do need to do it. We have snow on the ground most of the year and I'm not much into skiing or skating these days, so the only exercise I get is shoveling snow.