Stage Six of Seven



My fingers hover over the keyboard.  I can’t remember why.   I look at unfamiliar walls.  If I was meant to type my name they will be sorely disappointed.  I don’t know that either.


Written for the Trifextra Weekend Challenge – I am terrified of losing the ability to coax words and memories from my brain.  Alzheimer’s Disease scares me to death.

(On now to our quick little Trifextra prompt.  Katherine Paterson, author of  Bridge to Terabithia, wrote, “It’s like the smarter you are, the more
things can scare you.”  We are looking for a 33-word explanation of what scares
you (or your character).  We already know you’re intelligent, so, according to
Paterson, you should have no shortage of potential subject matter.)

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29 thoughts on “Stage Six of Seven

  1. This broke my heart. This is a fear I don’t even voice. Here’s why…my grandma’s biggest fear was losing her mind, because that’s what happened to her mother, who died at a fairly young age. My grandma was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s, but the family never told her because it would’ve ruined what was left of her life. My mom has some memory lapses that worry me, and I’m scared it will be waiting for me when I get older.

  2. Oh yes! That is also one of my terrors, besides blindness…my mamaw had Alzheimer’s…as I get older and memory begins to fail me at times…a chill goes down my spine.

  3. The problem with Alzheimer’s disease, you don’t always see it coming until it is too late.

    Nobody on my mothers side of the family suffered from it, but it struck my mother down, and after a spell in hospital was informed she had the disease, and was unfit to return home. Now she resides in a Nursing Home. It is hard to see her like this, for she mainly talks of the past, her hearing all but gone, her interest with the outside world, all but gone. Her sight is limited, and her mobility reduced.

    I just hope it is an odd case in the family, for I would hate to go through what she is going through at present, it is such a dreadful disease for patient and family!

  4. We share a terror, it seems. There’s no logical reason, no genetic marker, but every time my partner tells a story I should remember, and don’t, I go cold.

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