If I am no longer a woman, why do I still feel I'm one? If no longer worth holding, why do I crave it? If no longer sensual, why do I still enjoy the soft texture of satin and silk against my skin? If no longer sensitive, why do moving song lyrics strike a responsive chord in me? My every molecule seems to scream out that I do, indeed, exist, and that existence must be valued by someone!
Western medicine's fascination with the human brain and its workings is still marked by blurred boundaries between the mappings of neuro-anatomy and culturally inflected interpretations of neuro-psychology. This essay attempts to trace some of the intersections and overlaps between biomedical discourse and cultural politics as they come together in constructing the figure of the dementia body.
Recommended CitationStirling, J., Dementia, discourse, difference and denial : "who did I become?", Law Text Culture, 2, 1995, 147-159.