As the adage goes the more use the fresh things, remain, do not read naughty meaning into this.
The more we use the Brain in Cognitive functions.like reading, Memory slows down the Agung process, prevents the decline of Brain, helps prevent the onset of Alzheimer’s Disease..
Tests were given to measure a variety of skills, including long-term memory, working memory, and visuospatial ability. Finally, within hours after their deaths, their brains were removed and examined for evidence of various diseases.
The key result: “More frequent cognitive activity can counterbalance the cognitive loss associated with neuropathological conditions.”
In the words of an accompanying editorial, the researchers found that “individuals with high lifetime levels of cognitive activity show slower decline, despite the presence of underlying pathology.”
“Interestingly,” the editorial continues, “both more frequent current and early-life engagement in cognitively stimulating activities were shown to independently slow late-life cognitive decline.” This suggests it’s never too late to start, but earlier is better.
A study published last year also reported a link between mental activity and old-age neurological disorders. It found people who were mentally active throughout their lives had, in their later years, lower levels of beta-amyloids—clumps of proteins that build up into the plaques associated with Alzheimer’s Disease.”
In his poignant photo series, Hussey depicts old people who see reflections of their younger selves in mirrors in order to reflect the confusion that plagues Alzheimer’s patients on a daily basis.
These award-winning pictures poetically illustrate the receding memories of people who suffer from dementia, who often start losing their newer memories first and are left with older ones of their youth.”
Some Elders look into their past.
Peeping Into The Past.
Peep Into The Past.Peep Into The Past.Peep Into The Past.Peep Into The Past.
“My dad was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s about three years ago. After an extended stay at the hospital and stints in two different rest homes, my mom brought him home to care for him herself. She did this despite warnings that it would be too much for her to handle—even with regular assistance—because the conditions in the homes were too depressing to bear. There is an unseen routine in the lives of most home caregivers that makes Michael Haneke’s Amour look like Sesame Street. I wanted to find out what the day-to-day life of someone tasked with keeping another adult alive is like, so I talked to my mom about it.
VICE: How does your average day begin? BB: Usually I wake up before LD and get dressed, and I try to get the coffee made and the cereal stuff out. But if he wakes up first, I just get him cleaned and dressed and then do the other stuff.
What time does he get up?
He’s gotten so he goes to bed between 8 and 9 PM and sometimes sleeps until noon. One day I was so tired and exhausted that I didn’t hear him and he got up and went into the den at seven in the morning. He ended up somehow falling, and I found him on the floor tangled up in the chair. But usually I wake up before him and get dressed real quick, because if I don’t he watches me do every single thing, and it drives me crazy.
Why does he watch you?
Because he doesn’t have anything else to do. He just stares. And he wants to see what food I’m making.
I know he usually wets the bed at night, even through the disposable underwear. Do you change the sheets after you wake him up?
I take the sheets and the pajamas and the shirt and socks and just wrap them up in that plastic liner that keeps the mattress pad dry. Sometimes if he wakes up before I do he’ll have already taken his underpants off. I get him to the bathroom and have him sit on the toilet so I can get his wet clothes off and wipe him off with Handi Wipes.
You have him sit on the toilet to get dressed and undressed?
Yeah, because he might go. And if he’s not bad, I can use those Handi Wipes and wipe him off and put powder on his back and in his underwear so that it will be dry. But, like, today he was soaked and had taken his own stuff off and didn’t want to get in the shower. He doesn’t like me to bother his pants, and when I mess with them, that’s when he grabs my wrists. I figured out that I can reach behind him and underneath and pull the pants down that way. He’s still grabbing, but once I get them down, he’ll sit on the toilet. It’s tricky. Once he’s got a hold of my wrist I’ll threaten him. I say, “You’re going to have this hand in your face if you don’t let go of my hand.” [laughs] He knows I’m not going to do it, but… I get really angry because I’m helping him. I try to explain to him, “I’m trying to help you, and you are hurting me.” And he’s strong. Sometimes my wrists are red afterward.
He doesn’t realize you’re helping him.
He wants to do things himself. He always has.
Then when you finish with the clothes…
Once I get him in the shower, I pour shampoo on his head. Baby shampoo, so he won’t tear up. I used to give him soap and he’d use it, but now he doesn’t, so I put on these gloves and put the soap on my hands and just reach in the shower. Of course I get soaking wet—my jeans and everything, but I soap him up and down and wash his head. He doesn’t like that at all.
I was brought up in a small town,no, a big village, where I used to play at least for six hours a day.
Not a day passed without me getting some injury, generally somewhere beneath the knee.
This is apart from the hits I used to receive from friends, generally a black-eye.
Twice a month , at least, I remember having had Fever.
English: Photograph of “Tulasi” pods – a common household plant in India. The plant is worshiped amongst Hindus in India as a deity. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Running nose was perpetual.
For knee and other injuries,my mother used to apply Turmeric heated in Gingelly Oil (as a paste) -Nallennai
For Cough,a fistful of Tulasi leaves with powdered pepper boiled in water.
Scientists have found that our brains have a system to clean itself.
To me it is called Sleep,Time and Death.
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Research from the University of Rochester Medical Center, though, has now shown that—in mice, at least—the brain has its own flushing mechanism, a bit like a toilet. It quite literally pumps fluid along the outside of blood vessels to wash crap away.
To work that out, the team of researchers monitored fluid flow in the brain using radioactive tracers. They observed that mouse brains have extracellular space through which cerebrospinal fluid flows to wash waste away. The team also showed that mice brains without such space cleared waste—including amyloid proteins which are linked to Alzheimer’s—70 percent more slowly than normal mice. The results are published in Science.
While the finding in itself is interesting, perhaps more exciting is what the future holds for this kind of research. In theory, it should be possible to amp up the amount of flushing the brain does—which could in turn help scientists purge the junk that contributes to diseases like Parkinson’s and Alzheimer’s. [Science via Wired]
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