tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10193821.post4312337281359060581..comments2023-12-21T01:45:16.323-05:00Comments on Bostonmaggie: When ADD Slides into AlzheimersBostonMaggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17298341600851300309noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10193821.post-56834723850607659562007-02-04T15:47:00.000-05:002007-02-04T15:47:00.000-05:00Heh. I've done things like that SO many times. B...Heh. I've done things like that SO many times. But there are also times I can literally see what I'm searching for and still not process that it's what I'm looking for. Someone can even say, "see there's your _____. And I say, "Yeah?" It usually takes a few seconds to realize that Yes, that <i>is</i> what I'm looking for.<br /><br />Scary, I know. :)FbLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05719429913217863052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10193821.post-83778315609433849972007-02-04T12:42:00.000-05:002007-02-04T12:42:00.000-05:00That reminds me of a poem my Dad told me once, whe...That reminds me of a poem my Dad told me once, when he lost his glasses. I can't remember the poeme exactly... but my Dad found his glasses exactly the same way the poem ends, LMAO.<br /><br />Grandpa lost his glasses<br />Oh where could they be?<br />*something something something*<br />On top of Grandpa's head!AFSisterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01484466625204998337noreply@blogger.com