Wednesday, February 8, 2017

My Mom Has Amnesia

My mom has selective amnesia.

Last year, while going to work at her new job, she fell off the porch and landed head-first on cement.

Then she proceeded to get up, get in the car, and attempt to go to work. I say attempt, because according to a police officer, she was lost and driving around in a Lowes parking lot until he stopped her and asked her if she was okay.

She robotically said, "I'm okay, but I have to go to work."

He thought maybe she was nervous and it was her first day, but something didn't sit right with him. He escorted her to work, but had to leave on a call. A few days later, he checked back in, which is how we know this happened.

My crazy-ass mom proceeded to cook breakfast, by herself, for a few dozen residents in the assisted living facility and nobody knew anything was off until she started talking about Labor Day, and how the other woman was supposed to go in.

It was mid-October.

And that woman had been fired after my mom stepped in to prevent her (aforementioned woman) from assaulting their boss. In September.

From there, Mom was dragged to the doctor that cared for the residents. He said she has the most fascinating case that he's ever seen and he's specialty is neurologicaligy.

Why is it so fascinating?

She's only forgotten the things that have impacted her negatively.

Her mom? Gone. Her brother? Gone. Her other brother? Not gone. My dad? Way gone. His girlfriend? Hell, I barely remember her and I don't have amnesia.

You're probably wondering how I can turn this around and get my positive thought for the day...

Positive thought for the day: The first thing that my mom asked about was me. The second thing she asked about was her dogs. 

This fall should have, logically and medically speaking, killed her. And she not only survived, but I was the first thing that came to mind.

(Granted- she freaked out more for the dogs than for me, but her reasoning is, "I raised you to take care of yourself, the dogs can't").

Positive thought for the day: My mom is a God damn fighter.


  1. Wow, I'm speechless. What a crazy story. I thought this post was just going to be a tongue-in-cheek thing about her being forgetful, but... wow. She sounds like one tough lady, and the fact that the first thing she asked about was you, well, that has to feel pretty good.

    1. It does. Honestly, that was probably the time I wished most that she lived closer, because I wasn't able to go take care of her. We don't know if she'll ever get her full memories back so thank God she was open with me as a child so I can fill in some blanks.

    2. How can I fall and hit my head just enough to make bad memories go away but not bad enough for it to be a serious injury?


    3. Well, the memories are gone, but the feelings remain. She doesn't know why she's scared of my dad but she knows she is. She doesn't know why she has no recollection of her family, except one brother, but she knows that she's angry and feels relief not interacting with them.

      I'm thankful I remember because I know the answers to the questions.


  2. Your mom sounds at least as awesome as my Mommy was. I'm glad you have the answers for when she has questions.