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US Veteran
Oh, the Irony.
I recently posted here that I intend to carry until I die.
Maybe not so much.
I've been having memory issues lately. Things like turning on the water in the kitchen sink and walking away to do something else and forgetting that I have it running. That's actually the most common one.
Forgetting what day it is, forgetting what month it is. Getting my holidays mixed up. Like we just had Easter and I'm thinking Easter is coming up.
When it first started I was on two medications (Avortastatin and Metoprolol) that have a side effect of affecting the memory. I'd been off both of them for longer than a month when I went to my last VA appointment.
They gave me a cognitive function test and the RN who gave me the test couldn't give me a diagnosis but she did say there's something going on there and reccomended sending me to a memory specialist. She actually said they needed to send me to mental health but she clarified that that was a memory specialist not a psychiatrist.
The other day I was out walking at the Paint Mines and I caught a lady who I am absolutely positive was scoping out my car looking for things to steal.
Now that I've gone to Great Lengths to let you all know that my brain is slipping I ask you to please believe me that is what she was doing
I've seen enough people doing that as a security guard that I know what it looks like. I can't come up with another reason why she was walking around my 21-year-old car looking in all the windows.
I yelled at her from the trail and told her to get away from my car. She walked over to a rock next to her car and sat down.
I'm not going to waste my time with the whole story what I should have done was walked up to my car, got into it and left.
Instead I walked up to the car and started screaming at the lady.
She immediately told me that she was just looking at the car because she didn't know what kind of car it was and she was curious and she thought it might be a Ford Focus.
You all know that's b******t right? That's the kind of story that a tweaker gives you when you catch them doing something they're not supposed to be doing.
Either way, I was ranting at this woman and yelling at her and calling her a liar and telling her to stay the "heck" away from my car.
I don't lose control like that. In fact I live my entire life trying very hard not to lose control like that.
So I got in my car and I drove away and I went home and I told my wife about it.
I've had the night to think about it and I don't trust my brain anymore.
I'm not a diagnostician but that outburst was very much the kind of thing that people with Alzheimer's are prone to.
I think it's time at least until the VA finishes their tests on my brain for me to put the guns down.
I recently posted here that I intend to carry until I die.
Maybe not so much.
I've been having memory issues lately. Things like turning on the water in the kitchen sink and walking away to do something else and forgetting that I have it running. That's actually the most common one.
Forgetting what day it is, forgetting what month it is. Getting my holidays mixed up. Like we just had Easter and I'm thinking Easter is coming up.
When it first started I was on two medications (Avortastatin and Metoprolol) that have a side effect of affecting the memory. I'd been off both of them for longer than a month when I went to my last VA appointment.
They gave me a cognitive function test and the RN who gave me the test couldn't give me a diagnosis but she did say there's something going on there and reccomended sending me to a memory specialist. She actually said they needed to send me to mental health but she clarified that that was a memory specialist not a psychiatrist.
The other day I was out walking at the Paint Mines and I caught a lady who I am absolutely positive was scoping out my car looking for things to steal.
Now that I've gone to Great Lengths to let you all know that my brain is slipping I ask you to please believe me that is what she was doing
I've seen enough people doing that as a security guard that I know what it looks like. I can't come up with another reason why she was walking around my 21-year-old car looking in all the windows.
I yelled at her from the trail and told her to get away from my car. She walked over to a rock next to her car and sat down.
I'm not going to waste my time with the whole story what I should have done was walked up to my car, got into it and left.
Instead I walked up to the car and started screaming at the lady.
She immediately told me that she was just looking at the car because she didn't know what kind of car it was and she was curious and she thought it might be a Ford Focus.
You all know that's b******t right? That's the kind of story that a tweaker gives you when you catch them doing something they're not supposed to be doing.
Either way, I was ranting at this woman and yelling at her and calling her a liar and telling her to stay the "heck" away from my car.
I don't lose control like that. In fact I live my entire life trying very hard not to lose control like that.
So I got in my car and I drove away and I went home and I told my wife about it.
I've had the night to think about it and I don't trust my brain anymore.
I'm not a diagnostician but that outburst was very much the kind of thing that people with Alzheimer's are prone to.
I think it's time at least until the VA finishes their tests on my brain for me to put the guns down.
