Technology

 My high school has hosted an "All Years" reunion for 15 years now. I don't know that I've been to every one, but I'm in the neighborhood, so generally go down to the park to see who else shows up. There were 3 old guys there who'd graduated in the 1950's, and as usual, my 1970's cohort was well represented. This year, a fellow I've known since before high school, though not well, was there, saying that he's having memory issues, and wondered how we know each other. What do you say to that? "Well, your mother, the crew boss, kicked me and a friend off the berry field for acting out when I was 12 and we hitchhiked the 30 miles home"?  (and no, that would not be acceptable today, but we deserved it). Do you say, "Well, we passed each other in the school hallways a few times each week and nodded "hello"? I said something lame like, "We both graduated in 1972," which is really, no answer at all.

On that note, I sent a letter to the family of my friend who is in Alzheimer's care, along with a photo of her on the Great Wall of China, and received a sweet reply from her brother, noting that he visits once or twice a week, and that, while she can still take care of her ADL's (activities of daily living), they struggle to understand her fragmented sentences. Heartbreaking. Like my sister-in-law, she was a bright woman. I cannot take my physical health or my mental health for granted.

On another note, a friend who lives elsewhere, in writing about his art, said that he has "a sensory system calibrated for a world that no longer exists" (I.Y.Sei Akuchi). That exactly puts into words what I've been feeling, with A.I. and Chat GPT taking over my smart phone (the phone that is smarter than me), upgrades to various devices (of which I don't have many) that leave me confused...

I think about Bill and Bob, and the world they inhabited, using electricity and the steel girder to illustrate a point. What would they make of our computerized world, of online meetings and celebrities discussing their sobriety, not to mention AA meetings in movies and TV shows? 

Time marches on, with or without my approval, but I do feel like I have one foot in the land of my upbringing, days of moms standing on the porch to cry out "Dinner!" and this new-to-me territory of holding the world's knowledge in the palm of my hand. Of course I appreciate the convenience of checking in for a flight on my phone, or plugging in an address to get precise directions, but what was the last phone number I have memorized (I actually can tell you - a friend I made right before getting a cell phone) and when was the last time I printed out snapshots from a vacation? When is the last time I opened a cookbook, for that matter, since it is so very easy to call up a recipe on my phone and prop it on the kitchen counter? 

And back to the high school reunion, one of the committee members I spoke with talked about the challenges in communicating with alumni. The old folks might still be on Facebook (hello) while the younger graduates are certainly not. And not everyone even uses email anymore. And when did making an actual phone call become passe? Sure, texting is quick and easy, but sometimes I want to hear your voice. 

Yes, I'm complaining just a bit. Grateful for much of it, but with a wee bit of longing for people who said "hello" on the street rather than passing with their nose in the phone. Thank goodness for the timeless principles of our program, for the sitting in a circle and listening to each other share, whether in the online Hollywood Squares or in a church basement. Thank goodness for the semi-secret circle and triangle sticker that lets me know the car next to me in the parking lot belongs to a member. Thank you for our literature - the hefty Big Book with pages dog-eared and phrases highlighted, as well as the ability to type a phrase into my phone and be directed to the correct page in the book. 

I tend to think that Bill, at least, would be amazed, and pleased, at how the program has evolved with technology, and I think he'd be OK with changing all the "hes" and "hims" to gender neutral language if it opens the door of recovery to more people. We'll never know, but can only forge ahead, one day at a time.

How do you tenderly interact with friends who have cognition issues? If that describes you, how are you gentle with yourself as life brings changes you didn't expect? Are you tech savvy? Has your way of being caught up with how things are now? How can you be ok with knowing what you do know, without beating yourself up about what you don't?

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