For a few months I’ve been on some medication that has completely zapped my memory. I recall long term things, events in my past and the names of my children, but as a side effect I completely forget everything else. I will float through the day in oblivion and remember at 11:30 p.m. with my head on the pillow that I was supposed to make some phone calls, drop something in the mail or reschedule an appointment. I even forget to take the pill that has caused me to forget things.
It’s really, really annoying.
Fortunately, I can remember the important things like feeding the boys. I’ve also started leaving myself notes. I just have to remember to check them.
My efforts to find a race to run this year haven’t paid off yet. There are a few big ones in my general area but nothing that would be entirely convenient. This might end up being a year that I don’t earn a medal, which is really disappointing. To spin it more positively, maybe I’ll just say that I needed to give my muscles a rest. Ha! Even I don’t believe that.
On the way home from an appointment this afternoon, Jeremy asked me what a scholarship is, and after I explain it to him, he says, “Wow, I hope I get scholarships. That would make you and Dad really proud of me.”
“It sure would,” I say.
“But I don’t know where I’ll go to college yet,” he says. “It’s between Auburn, Alabama, Georgia and Tennessee.”
“Oh really?”
“Yeah, I really gotta think about it,” he says.
“I’m going to Tennessee,” says Jack.
Some children are easier to brainwash than others.
LOL on the colleges. And sticky notes are my best friend! I’ve been known to stick them on the kitchen cupboards where I can’t miss them. 😛