CRAFT Moments

A few months ago my Mum was diagnosed, by her GP, as suffering from CRAFT* moments. I don’t think this was a particularly formal diagnosis; after all it did take place at a coffee morning when the GP was off duty. The worrying bit is that it seems to be hereditary. I’ve been suffering from CRAFT moments all week.

You know the feeling: you forget the odd word or name, you walk upstairs and then can’t quite remember what you went to fetch, you start to say something and then lose track of what it was, you start writing and then you er… um… What was I saying?

*CRAFT: Can’t Remember A F*ing Thing

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