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I can just visualise her, sitting somewhere in my head, randomly pulling and plugging back in
What Are Your Most Amusing (Or Disconcerting) Brain Fog Experiences?
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I can just visualise her, sitting somewhere in my head, randomly pulling and plugging back in
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I recently had to drive my husband home after surgery and was so grateful that the hospital was a mere few blocks away from our house. Even so, it was nerve wracking.
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I didn't realize this last weekend was daylight savings time here.
I don't watch TV and haven't been looking at the emails from my church that would normally remind me. (The print on my phone email has gotten too small for some of these things.)
So I completely missed changing my clocks and was walking around this morning wondering why some said one time and some said another.
However, for some odd reason I've been feeling like something has been off for weeks with the clocks but never investigated before this. Yikes. Talk about confusion within confusion.
Edit: I just realized I'm going to have to work harder now at moving my bedtime back...so hard for those of us with delayed sleep phase and/or sleep inversion but I've been trying.
Oh, well at least the sunset will be later in the day.
I don't watch TV and haven't been looking at the emails from my church that would normally remind me. (The print on my phone email has gotten too small for some of these things.)
So I completely missed changing my clocks and was walking around this morning wondering why some said one time and some said another.
However, for some odd reason I've been feeling like something has been off for weeks with the clocks but never investigated before this. Yikes. Talk about confusion within confusion.
Edit: I just realized I'm going to have to work harder now at moving my bedtime back...so hard for those of us with delayed sleep phase and/or sleep inversion but I've been trying.
Oh, well at least the sunset will be later in the day.
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Sometimes I will text myself a note to help remember a detail. Often, I am surprised when the text comes in, wondering who it came from.
I am on the mild side, so I can still do some home projects and things around the house. But I have a total inability to fully plan a more complex project, along with a lack of reasoning and problem solving needed. I usually end up winging it, which means extra trips to the store, buying supplies I don't need, wasted time, and frustrations about my lack of ability. And when I do a project, I spend half the time trying to find the tools and parts that I put down in random places. It is frustrating! It is like ADHD on steroids.
I am on the mild side, so I can still do some home projects and things around the house. But I have a total inability to fully plan a more complex project, along with a lack of reasoning and problem solving needed. I usually end up winging it, which means extra trips to the store, buying supplies I don't need, wasted time, and frustrations about my lack of ability. And when I do a project, I spend half the time trying to find the tools and parts that I put down in random places. It is frustrating! It is like ADHD on steroids.
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This happened just a couple weeks ago.
I had to get blood drawn at the nearest hospital lab, 45 minutes away, and pick up a 24-hour cortisol test kit. Unable to drive because of the severe nature of dysautonomia, other neuroimmune conditions, and being visually handicapped, a volunteer driver for the county disability transportation program picked me up and drove me.
He dropped me off right at the doors to the lab. The walk in is flat and only about 150 feet. I couldn’t see but insisted on walking in myself. I’d been there countless times over the past 14 years, so knew the way, how many steps, etc. With my walking cane and seeing eye cane I slowly made my way in while the driver went to park and wait in a handicap spot that he could see the doors from.
I gave blood, only two vials with a butterfly needle. Feeling fine, as fine as I ever feel these days, I began my short walk back to the front door. However, at some point between the lab and front doors my brain did its thing and I completely spaced out.
After my brain flew out of my head in the lab hallway, it seems I meandered on past my exit door and left the building through another door. I must have had no idea where I was or what was going on, because I continued walking… away from the building. I have small flashes of memory from the incident, but they are foggy and more like recalling a far away dream that is difficult to make sense of. I was wandering in the dark and it felt like I was floating, as if my head wasn’t connected to my body, and my body wasn’t touching the ground. I couldn’t see but somehow managed to make my way, with two canes, to a road. Apparently, I turned and began walking down the side of the road, feeling my way along the high snowbank with my seeing eye cane.
My driver had eventually gone into the lab to find me and found I had left a while back. He looked around and asked folk if they had seen me. I don’t know how long later it was, but he and some others found me unconscious in a snowbank about a quarter mile down the road. My SpO2 was 80, heartrate was 43, basil temp was 90°F and blood pressure was low, though I can’t recall those numbers.
About two hours later I was back home in bed and my brain realigned and I embraced full conscious awareness again.
This was not the first time this has happened. In the past 6 months I’ve had multiple severe cognition failures after slight activity where I completely forget where I am, what I was doing, how I got wherever I was, all sense of time, direction or ability to decipher simple thoughts and words. A truly crazy aspect of these conditions.
I had to get blood drawn at the nearest hospital lab, 45 minutes away, and pick up a 24-hour cortisol test kit. Unable to drive because of the severe nature of dysautonomia, other neuroimmune conditions, and being visually handicapped, a volunteer driver for the county disability transportation program picked me up and drove me.
He dropped me off right at the doors to the lab. The walk in is flat and only about 150 feet. I couldn’t see but insisted on walking in myself. I’d been there countless times over the past 14 years, so knew the way, how many steps, etc. With my walking cane and seeing eye cane I slowly made my way in while the driver went to park and wait in a handicap spot that he could see the doors from.
I gave blood, only two vials with a butterfly needle. Feeling fine, as fine as I ever feel these days, I began my short walk back to the front door. However, at some point between the lab and front doors my brain did its thing and I completely spaced out.
After my brain flew out of my head in the lab hallway, it seems I meandered on past my exit door and left the building through another door. I must have had no idea where I was or what was going on, because I continued walking… away from the building. I have small flashes of memory from the incident, but they are foggy and more like recalling a far away dream that is difficult to make sense of. I was wandering in the dark and it felt like I was floating, as if my head wasn’t connected to my body, and my body wasn’t touching the ground. I couldn’t see but somehow managed to make my way, with two canes, to a road. Apparently, I turned and began walking down the side of the road, feeling my way along the high snowbank with my seeing eye cane.
My driver had eventually gone into the lab to find me and found I had left a while back. He looked around and asked folk if they had seen me. I don’t know how long later it was, but he and some others found me unconscious in a snowbank about a quarter mile down the road. My SpO2 was 80, heartrate was 43, basil temp was 90°F and blood pressure was low, though I can’t recall those numbers.
About two hours later I was back home in bed and my brain realigned and I embraced full conscious awareness again.
This was not the first time this has happened. In the past 6 months I’ve had multiple severe cognition failures after slight activity where I completely forget where I am, what I was doing, how I got wherever I was, all sense of time, direction or ability to decipher simple thoughts and words. A truly crazy aspect of these conditions.