because I have had enough. My mother just called me and before we hung up, I realized I had zero memory if I ate today and I'm about to go to bed. I ask her is she saw me eat and she tells me we all had dinner together 3 hrs ago, I ate and made conversation. I believe her, but she says put it in the notebook I gave you yesterday. Well, I'm too embarrassed to tell her I cannot find that because this is like the 4th notebook she has given me and I know where none of them went.
On days like this, Bernice will catch my eye and then I panic because I cannot remember petting her all day. My mom says I did of course but she has no way of knowing that on the opposite side of the house, so I know she is humoring me, has no clue if I pet Bernice but would never tell me that.
I just need something, one thing medical to improve that I can latch onto as a sign I'm getting better. Doesn't happen. I know I am very lucky that the mass in my brain is not cancer and that Pot syndrome is not a terminal disease. Those two things should make me grateful and ecstatic, and I am. But some days that's not enough.
ok, done complaining
On days like this, Bernice will catch my eye and then I panic because I cannot remember petting her all day. My mom says I did of course but she has no way of knowing that on the opposite side of the house, so I know she is humoring me, has no clue if I pet Bernice but would never tell me that.
I just need something, one thing medical to improve that I can latch onto as a sign I'm getting better. Doesn't happen. I know I am very lucky that the mass in my brain is not cancer and that Pot syndrome is not a terminal disease. Those two things should make me grateful and ecstatic, and I am. But some days that's not enough.
ok, done complaining
