REMEMBER WHAT? – Marilyn Armstrong

Every night, I fill up my cup, grab my bag o’ medications, pet the puppies, and hike the hallway to the bedroom at the other end of the house.

After arriving, I put the bag where it belongs. Adjust the bed to its TV viewing angle. Turn on the television for Garry. He watches with headphones while I read or listen to an audiobook. I fire up my blue-tooth speaker. I put my medications into a cup which is really the lid from a medicine bottle. Convenient and it keeps little round pills from rolling off the table.

I never remember everything. Typically, I forget to turn off the fan in the living room or in winter, turn down the thermostat. I sit on the edge of the bed trying to remember what I should have done but didn’t.

“Ah,” I think. “Thermostat.” I go back to the living room. Turn down the temperature. Pet the dogs. Assure them they are not getting another biscuit no matter how cute they are.

Back down the hall. Brush teeth. Sit on the edge of the bed. Oh, right. Need to refill antihistamine bottle. It’s empty. Back to the kitchen where the big bottle is stored. Fending off the dogs, I limp back to the bedroom. And get the nagging feeling I’ve forgotten something else.

Ah, that’s right. I left an extra light on in the living room. Up the hall to the living room. Turn off light. I am currently embattled with the electric company about my bill. I pet the dogs again, which with three dogs always involves some kind of weird arrangement of arms and hands. Then, it’s back to the bedroom.

Garry shows up, having done whatever it is he does for however long he does it in the bathroom. I recently relocated all of our copies of National Geographics and The New Yorker to a shelf in the bathroom. Right in front of the toilet. I suppose I have only myself to blame.

He settles into watching highlights of a Sox game, followed by a movie or three. I turn on my audiobook.

An hour later, I’ve got a headache. I’m not sleepy. Everything hurts. Why are my medications not working? There’s nothing more I can take. Panic sets in.

Which is when I realize all the pills are still in the cup. Where I put them. Like two hours ago. With all the walking up and down the hallway, I never got around to taking them which explains why they aren’t working.

I laugh. Garry takes off his headphones long enough for me to explain why. I got to the punchline, he looks at me and says: “You didn’t take them?” He Laughs — and puts the headphones back.

As our memory — collectively and individually — gets less dependable, we have substituted routines, calendars, and Google. If we do everything the same way at the same time every day, we’re less likely to forget. Or fail to remember if we did it today or yesterday. If that fails, there’s Google.

Google is not useful for remembering if I have a doctor’s appointment or whether or not I called in that prescription, but it’s great for all the other trivia of life. All the missing words, titles of books, movies, TV shows, actors, historical events, kinds of dogs.

Actually, I use posts the same way. I may not remember whatever it is, but the odds are pretty good I wrote it down in a post. If I could only remember the title of the post!

The other evening, we were watching a show that included a dog. Garry assumes I know every dog breed at a glance. He’s right, usually. I know the breeds, but these days, I may not remember its name. I will usually remember the group — guarding, herding, hunting, hound, terrier, non-sporting (“other”), toy. If I remember that, I can go to the AKC site, find the group, scroll the list and find the dog.

Recently, they’ve changed the AKC website, so it’s not as easy as it used to be to find simple information. In fact, the whole AKC site seems to be a place to sell puppies — something I find more than a little suspicious.

I knew the dog that Garry was asking about was the same kind of pooch as the dog Frasier (Kelsey Grammer) had on his show. The dog’s name was Eddy. I remembered that. No problem. The breed name was on the edge of my brain, but not coming into focus. I gave up and Googled it.

Search for: “Breed of dog on Frasier TV show.” Except I couldn’t remember the name of the TV show. First I had to find the name of the show.

Search for: “long-running comedy on TV about a psychiatrist.” Up popped Frasier. Phew. I could have also found it by looking up that other long-running comedy, “Cheers,” in which Frasier first appeared, but I couldn’t remember its name, either.

One of these days, I’m going to have to Google my own name. I hope I find it.



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17 replies

  1. This would be extremely funny if it wasn‘t
    1) so true (ringing)
    2) so un-funny when it happens

    Says the woman who went TWICE to the basement to get fresh boxes of tissues to restock her empty containers ….. without the tissues but all hands full of other stuff!
    AND who is in great pain with her lumbago and wouldn‘t really need these extra-trips!

    Still, it‘s very funny! And I‘m sure you‘d get many informative and interesting (if unwanted) references to your person 😉 I once checked on Hero Husband for a ‚subject of discussion‘ with an involvement of a demand to show up at an American Court for a business case of his then employer…… And never mind that it never came to a court case, I was astonished to find TONS of references to a guy with the same name, being a big shot in motor sport (something you really couldn‘t HH associate with!). Have fun, trailing your name‘s histories instead of sleeping. 😉

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  2. I can still remember how hard it was to remember the movie/actor/song before Google. Naomi, David and I were always having these conversations that would end with us all trying to remember some elusive bit of trivia. You knew it would bug you until you go the answer. Now Google can put you out of your misery very quickly.

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  3. I believe Eddy was a Jack Russell terrier, wire haired. You can always come HERE and ask one of your dog centric (I’m one) buddies what breed or whatever. I bet WE’LL know and we’re sometimes faster than Google too. 😉

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  4. It happens all the time. The name I am trying to remember is teasing my brain, tottering on my lips, and then…..zilch. Usually, I go through the alphabet, hoping a letter will trigger a name. Sometimes that works. What usually happens is that two hours later, it will pop into my mind. Once, when i Was teaching a class of high school seniors, I had that lapse of memory. I explained the situation to my students and asked, “Does that ever happen to you?” The answer came back, “All the time.” I felt better. If it could happen to seventeen- and eighteen -year olds, then there was hope. No such luck. As I grew older, it became more frequent.

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    • I think Google was made for us. You can put in whatever small piece you remember and for some reason, Google will pick right up on it. It’s eerie, as if they are reading your mind. Maybe they ARE reading our minds!

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  5. You should Google yourself Marilyn. It probably will surprise you what you’ll find.
    Leslie

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  6. “…watching highlights of a Sox game.” Hmm, not too many of those so far this young season. 🙁

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