I seriously worry about Alzheimers. I am forgetting things more and more. They say that signs of Alzheimers are not when you forget where you put your keys, but when you forget what keys are for. I'm not that bad, but boy is it scary when I reach for a word--a common word, or the name of someone I've known for years--and it's just not there, like skidding across a slick spot on my brain.
It would be scary enough by itself, but having watched my bright, witty, talented aunt slip away into that world of Alzheimers makes it all the more scary when something like this happens.