Silly Mistakes

When I was AWOL due to all my computer issues, I think I also lost a great deal of brain power. Very often I found myself making stupid mistakes in judgment, and afterward, I felt as if my brain shut down for a short period. It could be an MS cognition problem, but I think that my brain became bored without its usual exercise, and just got lazy.

In June, I had agreed to work with a group of people who were publishing an online newsletter. I had resigned my chair position in another area, so I had the time. Well, I never realized how tiring and demanding it would be. I left one ‘job’ and right away moved into another. The chair of the new group asked me to call upon my background and do the editing of the newsletter. I should have given that more thought, though. What I was facing were writers with no background in writing (and in some cases few little grammar skills.) Since I was asked to edit, I red penciled a lot! The writers got snippy, and I asked the chair if he wanted me to walk on eggshells or help to produce a polished piece. Fortunately, in this case, the computer crashed, and I had to back out of the position. I recently told the chair that I preferred not to start up again. What was I thinking when I agreed to do it in the first place?

Next came my Fourth of July faux pas… I insisted to my husband that I could make it with just the walker to our friends’ party that day. Wrong! I wore myself out in a very short time, and ended up having to just sit in one place. That place happened to be the noisiest area, and my brain was zapping all over the place. That place was also the farthest from the loo, and there were a few close calls! What was I thinking by only having my walker?

Fast forward to October (even though August and September had a few brain shut downs as well!) I had to attend a wake and funeral, and it was a horribly rainy day. When we arrived at the funeral home, the line was long, and I asked my husband just to go directly to the church for the Mass. When we arrived, the priest asked my husband to help, and that left me alone. I had already stowed the walker, but I knew I could hold onto the pews at communion. Unfortunately, I didn’t figure on the few steps I needed to take when the line of pews ended. Seeing my predicament, a friend helped me. Then another had to assist me getting back to my pew. My face was scarlet from embarrassment. Afterwards, everyone said I should have just asked for help in the very beginning. What was I thinking?

So these were a just a small sampling of the brain paralysis I experienced. Now that my computer use is back, I really haven’t noticed those lapses anymore. Think there’s a connection?

Peace,
Muff