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I was 58 when I learned I had early-onset Alzheimer’s. For two years, I had been experiencing short-term memory loss. I sometimes had difficulty finding the simplest of words — I once forgot the word “and” in a meeting — and I’d been struggling to concentrate. While the diagnosis made sense to me, it was devastating.
Still, I hadn’t expected it would sound a death knell for my employment. I had new challenges, but I was still a capable employee who brought, I believed, a lot to the table. Besides, I worked for a health system that prided itself on understanding a patient’s needs. But here it was forgetting to extend the same compassion to an employee.
