Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Questioning Ourselves

Tonight we were supposed to attend a class at our church. We thought we were signed up and we had received an email confirming our attendance, but when we arrived, no one was there to lead the class. We waited for a while and another person attempted to locate the leader of the class, but she found no one. We finally left, questioning ourselves on whether or not we had our information correct.



This type of questioning happens frequently for people wrestling with the cognitive symptoms of MS. Did I hear that correctly? Did I write it down? Is this right? Where is that email, anyhow? It is perplexing to question yourself like this every day. You feel like your head is surrounded by a whirl of question marks that pound at your brain until you have a headache!


Fortunately, it’s not always your cognitive meltdown causing the problem. Sometimes the rest of the world makes mistakes, forgets to write things down, and forgets to forward messages. This is very confusing, but it’s not your fault and not within your control. It’s comforting to know that maybe you are not the only one with a short circuit in the brain – and these people don’t even have MS!

2 comments:

  1. WOW, I wish I could remember the funny story about when the people at the NY Eye & Ear Infirmary thought I was in the wrong line ...and I thought That Guy could be a mad bomber?

    (an hour and a half later, I found the page I was thinking of, it isn't worth the trouble, but these are the tangents I feel I MUST complete)

    Since 9/11, the terrorist idea comes up every now and then -
    It began with "heightened security nationwide," but NY stays the same...

    http://imascatterbrain.blogspot.com/2010/03/blog-post_31.html

    Like you said " It’s comforting to know that maybe you are not the only one with a short circuit in the brain – and these people don’t even have MS!"

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  2. As Patti and I joke when confronted with a confused world, it appears MS has become contagious.

    Caregivingly Yours, Patrick

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