

That lack of inhibitions can come back late in life. I’ve worked with many patients with frontal lobe impairment, and it always makes me wonder if the damage made them like this, or if this is what they were hiding before. Like, one old lady who always appeared so classy and proper, and then now all she talks about is poop. Every sentence is about pooping.










Well, that was just how it expressed itself for her. For me it might be saying “whoa, nice butt!” when someone with a nice butt walks by, because that is definitely what I am thinking but not saying. Someone else might have violent thoughts or whatever.