Originally Posted by: Jolly McJollysonI fear growing old and losing the little wit and sharpness I've been lucky enough to have. In fact, I'm friggin' terrified of it.

If I grow to the same age as my dad (86), I can see exactly what I'll turn out like.
The scary thing is, he doesn't even realize how much of his mind is gone.
I tried to nicely tell him once a few years ago that he's having trouble remembering things and he refused to believe me.
Now, it's more obvious though. I can have complete conversations with him and he's forgotten the whole thing by the next day.
Or half way through telling him something, I'll realize he's lost track of what I was saying because he's forgotten what I was talking about.