#1053 Coffee Surge

As an aging single person who lives alone, I was interested in a couple of recent studies. One determined that single people were more likely to develop dementia. The second study indicated that coffee removes the symptoms of Alzheimer’s.
Time to move out of my house and camp in the coffee shop.
The second study mentioned that not only does caffeine appear to improve memory in rats, it prevents the formation of beta amyloids, the chemical crud that sheaths nerve cells in Alzheimer’s sufferers. Caffeine is kind of like a douche for your brain, as it surges right past the blood-brain barrier and flushes out your noggin.
And you just thought a triple macchiato was good for flushing out your kidneys.
Which is actually my other worry. If I’m going to live in the coffee shop, there’d better be a bathroom handy. Because the dosage they used on rats to fix their brains was the equivalent of five cups of coffee.
Now this hasn’t been totally proved on humans yet. This is just on rats bred to have something like Alzheimer’s. I’d hate to be that researcher. Which would you rather have, totally forgetful rats or rats hyped up on five cups of coffee?
The other study is a little scary as well. Just living alone appears to double the chances of dementia. It’s three times higher if you’re divorced. As a three-time tri-defector that’s nine times higher for me.
But as I asked myself the other day, what’s dementia? I see absolutely no problem with talking with yourself just to pass the time. Who says that’s a sign of craziness?
Think of all those crazy hermits whose names I can’t remember right now who wrote all those deep religious and philosophical things. And those monks living on mountaintops finding out the meaning of life. You’re telling me they had dementia?
Dude. There would be no Buddhism if Siddhartha had had a cup of joe? That is crazy.
By the way, they recently started the enhanced caffeine treatment on seniors with memory disorders. And they found there’s one thing they still forget.
What it’s like to have a good night’s sleep.
America, ya gotta love it.