The Neurologist I get to see at the Anne Rowling clinic is lovely. He says that there’s clearly something going on, but he’s not sure quite what – do is sending me for an MRI scan and a Lumbar Puncture.
He says that whilst I’m not at a stage that classified as dementia I go have Mild Cognitive Impairment -which isn’t as benign as it sounds. Means that elements of my cognition are worse than they should be for a person of my age.
