It is said that 70% of all dementia cases are 'Alzheimers'. This form of dementia is thought to be an illness based on changes in the nervous system of the brain. These changes are manifest, but the scientists are not sure about the truth of their suppositions.
The symptoms are a progressive loss of the cognitive functions, beginning with short term memory loss, which shows up as difficulty in remembering recently learned facts and an inability to acquire new information; problems with the executive functions of attentiveness, planning, flexibility, and abstract thinking, or impairments in semantic memory (memory of meanings, and concepts); (See the article in Wikipedia). One important symptom that is not mentioned here is that time seems to go ever faster and faster. In the long run, a weakness of certain physical functions can also follow. But we will concentrate on the early form. Alzheimers is the nightmare of becoming old and demented.
In modern medicine it is a kind of crime to say that a human being can do something to prevent illness, because it would mean that if one has the illness, it is his/her 'own fault'. Only physical measures, such as physical exercises and diet, are accepted. But if you must neglect all the other possible measures which could prevent illness, you become a slave of the physical body and the medical advisors who don't want to 'blame people for being ill'. On the other hand, there is a tendency to blame people very strongly for being ill, if they don't follow the measures that are dictated by regular medicine. So it is a complicated problem.
Here, in these 'philosophical reflections', I enjoy the free-ness to speak about life without regard to public opinion. But as I did in the former text, I want to emphasize again that I would never blame somebody for having an illness, because that makes no sense and would be heartless. Life is as it is, and the human being enters life with a very specific predisposition that has been 'built' in past incarnations. It would be rather frivolous to think that we hold all the threads in our own hands.
But some threads are in our hands, because they were given to us. And we should develop the wisdom to know which threads these are. When I was an adolescent girl I read a book by a Dutch author, An Rutgers van der Loeff. I lived in the same street as this author and walked to school with her daughter. The title of the book was: 'Mens of wolf', which would be translated something like: 'Man or wolf'. I don't recall the contents, but I do remember a verse in it, which I remember in English:
'Lord, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can; and the wisdom to know the difference.' That verse accompanied me through my adolescence and my student years and well into my years of professional life - till I discovered anthroposophy. And the verse still accompanies me. Then I also found that it is attributed to Francis of Assisi. The verse bears in it precisely what we need to come to the right decisions in life, it gives the ‘golden middle’. So here lies my apology for the free-ness that I take: writing about life measures that can be taken to prevent dementia, and even Alzheimers: find the difference between what we have to accept, and what we can change.
But we have to start when still young (from 35 years on), and if we find these measures once already old, we will have to take them up with far more energy and intensity.
Our brain functions as a mirror. It reflects all our mind-operations and brings them to consciousness in this way. When the mirror decays, the reflections become vague and difficult to perceive, although they are still there. So we should care for a well maintained and clear, bright mirror. The question arises: How to do that in an effective way? We will have to look more deeply into the functions of mind and body, into their relationship, to understand what every human being can do himself, to prevent a decay of the cognitive and emotional functions when getting older. I hope to do that next week.
Alzheimer by Mieke Mosmuller