I had an episode a few days ago during which I couldn't reason something out and I didn't realize it until today, when I wrote it down "by the numbers".
1. I've never seen a purple cow
pause....... think, Bill!
2. I never hope to see one
3. But I can tell you anyhow
4. I'd rather see than be one
The episode didn't involve the above rhyme, of course. It had to do with a poll I created and that I didn't reason through, so the third choice made no sense in opposition to the other two. This negated the whole damn thing, causing me a lot of embarrassment, because people were voting anyway, even though it didn't make sense, I think, just to spare my feelings, God love 'em.
That's one thing.
Here's another: We have discussed before that sometimes a word will "fail" me, right?
Well now words fail me as I'm writing them.
See that word "choice" up there?
Well, I used it because I forgot the word "option". The whole flow of the sentence was disrupted because I had to stop and think and then substitute a word I didn't intend to use. This happened in a matter of seconds, y'all!
I was an English major with a minor in Journalism, and I was damn good at it! This isn't supposed to happen!
We won't even mention my errors in sentence structure, grammar and spelling. I wrote news articles for 15 years, sometimes with a 5 minute deadline and scribbled on toilet paper, fer Chrissake. Ran into the studios with just seconds to spare and did my thing, cool as the proverbial cucumber.
This just isn't acceptable to me.
This blog is taking me longer to write than it did last year, because the words "fly away" so fast.
We hadn't talked about my symptoms for a while, so I wanted to write about this latest one just to keep the "symptomatic timeline" going.
Hey, we have a new friend on the blog! Welcome sir, and in the words of the late Bette Davis, "Fasten your seat belts. It's going to be a bumpy..... night."
Yep. I thought it was ride too, but it's correctly quoted as night.
As I remind everyone, this is a "reality" blog about my dementia, and I have good and bad days, funny and sad days and happy and angry days. It's all in here and if it helps someone, somehow after I'm off the planet, well then, that's just fine. I appreciate your presence, and please, if you have a comment - good or bad - let me have it!
Hey, anybody going to be alone at Christmas? Would you like to open up a temporary chat room? Just an idea. I have trouble with the holidays myself, and now that I'm going batshit to boot, it would be nice to have some friends to chat with. Think about it and let me know.
If you'd like to do something that will warm the cockles of your heart during the holidays, take a bag of dog food, cans of cat food, old newspapers, towels to your local shelter. You might even want to volunteer a couple of hours of your time. I can guarantee you it will be appreciated!
This one's for our friend Becks. Try not to laugh. I dare ya'!
And here's the button that's there to remind us of the many pets which get turned in at shelters nationwide at this time of year! Unbelievable but it's true. Those folks try very hard with their "Home 4 The Holidays" program, but they keep coming in faster than they're adopted.