I can say with confidence that I'm losing many of my cognitive abilities. If you need someone to help you remember something, don't ask me; I am most definitely not your girl. My fiancé has learned not to start any question with, "Do you remember...," because the answer will always inevitably be no.
Going back to university at 50+ was never going to be easy. One day I was talking to my tutor, discussing aspects of my thesis, when a hot flush struck. Blood sped to my face, increasing pressure alarmingly like a kettle on the boil. My face bubbled with sweat. The discussion stopped abruptly and my mind went blank.