I mean actual fudge. Sweet enough, but sticky, soft and soporific.
I have always been notoriously forgetful, not even able to recall whole conversations from only days previously, but I had thought it was an adorable sort of absent-mindedness – the sort you could laugh fondly about. Lately though it feels more like the worrying sort of slowness and makes you glad you don’t have a baby, for fear of leaving it behind in a supermarket trolley.
The irony of course is that I can’t remember whether this feeling is really new, or I’ve just forgotten that I felt the same this time last year.
It feels sometimes like there are vital connections not quite right in my brain. I can see things happening, but they are distant, like I am watching myself do them, laughing silently at my own ineptitude. I feel a little disconnected – both from things happening around me and internally – and it is quite disconcerting.
Aside from the usual things like not being able to remember the words for simple things like ‘bread’ and ‘cat’, two things happened this week that added further weight to my brain into fudge concerns. Firstly, I tried to buy a drink from a vending machine. A simple enough task you might think for a woman educated to degree level.
It looked like this one:
After figuring out how to put the coins in, I spent some time touching the picture of the bottle of Diet Coke, trying to work out why the drink wasn’t appearing anywhere, before realising I was literally just pawing at a picture like a not terribly well trained chimp and actually had to press one of the buttons at the side.
Thankfully no one was watching. For the second incident I wasn’t so fortunate.
I was driving through McDonald’s. (I don’t spend my entire life buying fast food and fizzy drinks, I promise.) I had placed my order and driven to the next window to pay.
I paid. So far so good. ‘Excellent,’ I thought to myself, ‘that’s that done,’ and I drove off. I was turning the corner back out into the main car park before I realised I hadn’t actually collected my food. I reversed awkwardly all the way back round to the final window, where a teenage boy with questionable skin was holding out a brown paper bag, looking confused.
“Oh silly me!” I said, trying to sound casual about the fact that I was clearly on the verge of dementia, grabbed the bag and drove off for a second time.
Seriously, what is the matter with me? Does this sort of thing ever happen to you or should I be making some sort of appointment??
I forget words all the time. And my TV defeats me, I Stan forlornly at the buttons on the remote, wondering why it doesn’t work. (I’m usually using the wrong remote)
My brain has been like this for at least 5 years. I mentioned it my doctor a good while ago but he just passed it off as something we all do. (Plus I have a few years on you..I’m 50+)
I hate that I can’t think of a word that I should know.. I’m going to mention it again when I’m at the doctors next week!
Couldn’t bear the thought of my brain turning much fuddgier!
I’ve a list of similarly daft things I’ve done just this morning. I’m not sure if I’m going senile In my 30s or if I’m tired/stressed /ridiculous
I totally do this all the time. I lovingly call it “baby brain” in my pregnant or new mum friends – but I am 28, single and have no intention of having a baby any time soon. I forget words, I say things that have no connection to what I meant to or wanted to say, and I regularly find my phone in the fridge, microwave, medicine cabinet… I think we’re just busy and our brains have other things to do! x
Oh good, its not just me then! I do this sort of thing all the time. My excuse, I am trying to do too many things at once that I forget things. Either that or its old age setting in
Oh, all the this.
Oh, you’ve officially lost it! I’m constantly forgetting things like going upstairs for something and then coming down five mins later without it. Or making a list of things to do and promptly putting the list down and forgetting all about it! It’s a sign of a busy mind, or so I tell myself! X
You are not alone. I used to pride myself on my memory, so it’s been a bit of shock to suddenly realise that slowly but surely I am becoming more forgetful. It’s just having such a lot to think about. 10 years ago I thought about what ‘I’ was doing now it’s what ‘we’ are doing!
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