…but, after many weeks, I’m attempting to at least write about it: I have been UNDIAGNOSED: I almost certainly don’t have microvascular disease, which—for the past 9 years—my doctors and I had thought to be the reason for my dementia symptoms. The shock of undiagnosis came last month, when the results of a recent MRI […]
Since Doña Quixote has had me locked up in dementia jail for many days during the past weeks, I did not have the wherewithal to do any writing. Fortunately, my granddaughter Aliya stood in for me by writing and illustrating this post. Aliya is 9, a great student, a voracious reader, a bodily-activity fanatic able […]
Featured image: Cosmopolitan: skeleton makeup tutorial In August 2016, I signed the contract that granted Hachette Books the rights to publish Memory’s Last Breath: Field Notes on my Dementia. It came out in June 2017. During the writing of my book, I created a character, Doña Quixote, to represent my demented alter ego. On her […]
Featured art: Near Miss, Jack Davis (2017) When it comes to lost and found, I have had four major near misses in my life. All four relate to losing my handbag and/or money in public places with many strangers milling around. Clearly the kind of lapses for which I now blame Doña Quixote have been […]
Military metaphors vs Stockholm Syndrome: fighting Doña Quixote, aka my dementia, or cozying up to her?
It’s been a while since I last posted a blog. Blame Doña Quixote. Afrikaans has a crass but apt expression when it comes to how I feel toward the Doña lately: more than once during the past months I’ve told her, “Jy maak my tiete lam,” or, “You make my tits droop.” So what has […]
The idea of the Ouroboros, or tail-eating serpent, first lodged in my mind during an organic chemistry class when I was 18 and in my second year at the University of Pretoria. By then I had already met Peter and we had moved from being “just friends” to “going steady.” We were in class together […]