The Adventure Called My Life
I was just sharing a comment and advice for a fellow Sjogren-ite and I remembered one of my best…or worst brain fog moments. There’s brain fog and then there’s brain damage. Sometimes I swear I can hear Bill Cosby saying…”Brain Damage!!!” In fact, I’ve used that comment for each of my girls at one moment in their teenage-dom.
As I’ve gotten a little older, I’ve experienced the normal…can’t remember names, addresses, phone numbers…or the mixing your children’s names up, spewing every other name and the dog’s name before you get to the correct one: “Sam, Alex, Motzy…GABI!”
But now there’s the moments of not being able to get the words out correctly. It’s the speaking of words like: clockwork and saying wock-clork. Hrmph. At least with a blog I can catch them before it goes into print.
– You know the saying ‘If you can’t laugh at yourself, who can you laugh at’? –
I laugh…a lot.
And so does my family.
And I’m so happy I can provide such good entertainment…
The best moment of all with outright – tears running down the cheeks, side-splitting, I can’t breathe anymore, belly laughter came months ago when we were going to watch a movie. I yelled (not whispered mind you) into the kitchen – “Let’s have POPCORN”! Or at least I meant to yell that.
What came out was “Let’s have COP PORN!!!”
Huh…
{insert head thunk}
There wasn’t a dry eye in the house.
Yes, this is my adventure.
Welcome to it!
🙂
Patty O
ps. Have I written about this already? Hrmph…darn memory!
A Thankfully Imperfect Woman 