Thursday, December 13, 2007

Bugger

Terry Prachett has a rare form of early Alzheimer's. Damn. So. Not. Fair.

However, it doesn't seem to have affected his sense of humor:

I would just like to draw attention to everyone reading the above that this should be interpreted as 'I am not dead'. I will, of course, be dead at some future point, as will everybody else. For me, this maybe further off than you think - it's too soon to tell.
I know it's a very human thing to say "Is there anything I can do", but in this case I would only entertain offers from very high-end experts in brain chemistry.

3 comments:

K. said...

That's really, really sad. Man, so I guess I need to stop bitching about my day.

Eva said...

I heard about that from a fellow fan of his books yesterday and all I could think was... the poor man. Alzheimer's is a terrible way to go. ;_;

QuietlyGoingMad said...

you know, i can hear about certain people being sick and have a moment of 'wow that sucks', but this, THIS...this made me tear up. Is it wrong that I really hope he and Gaiman do something else together before it's too late