Forgetfulness

[pameladean]

I forgot to take my morning medication today. About nine hours after I usually take it, I put my hand into my pocket, withdrew the pills wrapped in a tissue, and made a weak kind of Duh noise. I had already discovered that I had forgotten that it was I, not David, who was in charge of paying the cellphone bill; unfortunately, I discovered this when Lydy tried to call David's cellphone so that he could try to get her cellphone, which she had forgotten, into her hands before she left for a week-long trip, and was told that David's cellphone was temporarily out of service. Yesterday, I realized that I had mischaracterized the nature of the beliefs of Liavek's Faith of the Twin Forces (no, they don't drive the flower through the green fuse, although it would be much better for everybody if they did) and will have to rethink various subplots of the unsold novel.

I do still recall my name, how many cats we have and their names, how to make Tassajara bread without peeking at the recipe, all the iniquities of the present administration, who my sweeties are and why I love them, several sonnets by William Shakespeare, the lyrics to "Love Minus Zero, No Limit," and how deep to plant daffodils.

Pamela

Comments

[marykaykare.livejournal.com]

Snort! I did the pill thing recently myself. I got them all out and carefully piled them on the countertop while I got something to drink. Which is where I found them much later that same day. Jordin had to ask me to take his suit pants in to have them fixed about 8 times before I remembered. The things I wish would go away are right there on the tip of my mental tongue though. Sigh. Getting old is not for sissies.

MKK

[pameladean]

Only when the system is occasionally glitching a bit do I realize the ludicrous complexity of my multitasking and what an enormous amount of stuff I just remember rather than making notes about. It was a silly way to go on, I think. What if I'd woken up with amnesia?

Pamela