Young Frankenstein Part !!

I dreamed Rachel and I owned a very big house, perhaps four stories. It was grahnd, but rundown,and eccetrically designed, with some areas unreachable. Every room you entered was like a different world, some good and some not so good. We had evicted the previous tenants and then discovered they were coming back at night -- not out of greed but because they had a responsibility they were sworn to take care of -- the storage of the monster in one of our closets. My heart went out to them, and even to the monster, who was hopelessly immobile and obviously suffering and in need to their support. The dream devolved into a series of tests, but at its high point it was about owning a house that was inhabited by outlaws,and feeling honor-bound to protect them.

How did I get this way?

I'm 57 years old and feel my competence dripping away. I have trouble paying attention at neetings, remebering things people tell me, even losing track of the meanings of things. I think I can deal with incompetence, or acceot it at least ... but I have a devil of a time understanding why this is happening, because there are so many possible candidates:

* brain tumor
* stroke vent
* very high blood poressure
* diabetes
* 57 year old forgetfulness
* anxiety over forgetting
* ADD
* discouragement/lack of confidence from past mistakes

Does it matter which it is? Maybe not. But I feel so self-centered all the time, covering up from my disabilities

And I wish I had a great excuse that would make people bend over to let me stay on.