My mother has had a stroke, apparently. An MRI will likely confirm what has happened. She’s 90, but up until a couple days ago not what you might envision when you think of someone who’s 90. She’s had a series of challenges of late—perhaps consequence of her age and also not necessarily being good about reporting aches and pains over the years that probably should have been investigated.
Anyway, if you talked to Mom on the phone up until a couple days ago, you’d probably think she was much younger. But the current reality is that she can no longer speak in complete sentences, speaks largely in gibberish interspersed with an occasional lucid phrase. A drastic change for someone for whom words and conversation were bread and butter.
The brain is a remarkable organ. We’ll see what comes back in the days ahead.
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