This morning, I noticed these new flowers
On the patio, yellow wood sorrel. I'd thought yesterday that if I could bend, I'd pull it, to tidy up. Now I'm glad I didn't. It may be thought of as a weed, but it's my weed and it's pretty.
Recently, texting has been a comedy of errors, between tiredness and many texts from many people.
I thought I'd notified my son about the office visit, and got quite technical questions in return. Surprised, but I refrained from making fun of him, and replied seriously with the answers. Then I discovered I was texting my PT. Oh.
Last evening I was trying to sort the many medications I needed to take and when, and I couldn't seem to find one of them. Then I figured it was upstairs, because it's a late evening thing. Went upstairs. Not there either.
I texted asking if it was on the table, could Handsome Son check again. And found I'd asked my friend down the street! Good thing I noticed and said, no, disregard! Wrong recipient! before she came to the house to help, which she would. Tried again this time to HS, who located the med right where I'd been looking, doh.
It's the anaesthesia, it is. Anyway for the foreseeable future that's going to be my go-to reason for any dopy mistake. Just sayin.
Happy day everyone, find a good alibi! It works.
You're entitled to be a little hazy. It will pass, but is providing good blog fodder.
ReplyDeleteMy poor friends who text with group texts...and then I think the wrong one said something, only to be completely confounded. I'm so grateful to be able to voice dictate texts. Wish blogger did that. Oh getting your meds straight does require one to have a brain which doesn't need the meds. Funny thing, I've been complaining about neurological symptoms, and just read that many of them are side effects of my antibiotic. No wonder it takes so long to see the neurologist!
ReplyDeleteThat's good news, if they're side effects. I hope it means they'll go away once the dose is finished. And yes, if I weren't post surgical I'd be good at sorting the meds! It's my regular ones now added in to the additional ones they sent me home with, which is causing the confusion. That and forgetting my reading glasses.
DeleteYou probably kept your PT very happy and gave him/her a giggle.
ReplyDeleteNot the only time, I bet
DeleteAnaesthesia, yeah, that's a good all-purpose excuse. You can get a lot of mileage out of that one!
ReplyDeleteI plan to drag it out for years.
DeleteSan Geraldo has two sisters. He phoned his younger sister 20 minutes ago. I heard them from my spot in another room. She was in her car. They spoke for a minute or two and agreed to talk again tomorrow. He hung up and I heard him ring another number. The same sister answered with “What did you forget?” “Oops!” he said, “I was supposed to call Linda!” He hung up... and dialed me!
ReplyDeleteI'm on the same page as SG.
DeleteA very young and incredibly intelligent woman in our pottery class made a silly but absolutely understandable error today in a project. She was upset with herself but I told her that it makes me feel better knowing that if SHE can make mistakes like this, I can worry less about my own.
ReplyDeleteI do not think she was any happier.
She sounds like a bit of a perfectionist. Oh well. Probably not used to making mistakes.
DeleteI think it was more of a situation where she had really, really put a lot of work into the design and rendering of it on this piece.
DeleteI would rude the anaesthesia excuse as long as possible. 😇
ReplyDeleteThat's the plan.
DeleteMy grandmother always used to say that anaesthesia always robbed her of a little bit more brain - she went pretty well though. Little mistakes in life remind us of our humanity, don't they? I missed a few days, but that weaver was pretty amazing!
ReplyDeleteYes, I'm regularly reminded of my imperfect self!
DeleteIt's good to have an excuse. I always say, "my hard drive is full." when I forget something. No more room in my brain for some things... :)
ReplyDeleteYes, some facts just fall out after a while.
DeleteI am still using the excuse one year on, well now I have to think about and remember everything that took two people to do a year ago. It is partly true.
ReplyDeleteIf it works, it works.
DeleteThat excuse absolutely, legitimately works--lol! ;)
ReplyDeleteSounds like someone who knows..
DeleteOh my. Do that all the time. And I don’t have the excuse of anaesthesia to fall back on I usually only realise when the person I wanted to text doesn’t answer.
ReplyDeleteOr the person I actually did text sends the. Was that for me reply
I can see that now. I've received texts like that but never sent them.
DeleteI once returned a call to an unknown number and had a nice chat before realizing it was not the intended recipient. Both of us laughed. Have a peaceful night.
ReplyDeleteThat's too funny. You could have made a new friend!
DeleteBoud, you are not alone, but unlike yourself some of us who shall remain nameless have made similar rrors in texting do not have a good excuse to fall back on.
ReplyDeleteYou can always hark back to surgery in years gone by and claim residual effects.
DeleteI've heard many people talk about the brain fog after anaesthesia so you're not alone. At least you're maintaining your sense of humour!
ReplyDeleteIt's pretty comical, when you realize I thought I was totally in my right mind.
DeleteThink the line "That's my story and I'm sticking to it," must have come someone suffering from post-anesthesia brain fade. :)
ReplyDeleteVery likely. The thing is that you don't feel puzzled, just very clear, while you're doing boneheaded things.
DeleteA hug for you - AND a little weed in the garden is wonderful... the winged creatures thank you.
ReplyDeleteYes, pollinator awareness is key. Our weed is their grocery store.
DeleteThat weed is pretty. I'd keep it, too. I got a smile from your flubs!
ReplyDeleteMe too, once I'd sorted them.
DeleteSorry I haven't checked in for a long while. Brain Fog is so very real. Hubby had his often with different treatments and procedures.
ReplyDeleteThankfully I was there all the time to assist with his meds.
Glad to see ... you are on the mend now!
The thing with brain fog is that you don't realize you're confused! I thought I was doing fine when I was blundering about.
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