Gold Star…. Yep I did…

One thing about amnesia, repressed memories and traumatic brain injury… every day is like a box of chocolates and sometimes I get to open more than one… today is no exception…

I got up, got all my work out done, floor, arms, straps an elliptical… an I got the carpet cleaner out and cleaned our living room carpet, got my kitchen done and all my other chores… so I gave myself a gold star… now what do I do the rest of the day????

When I was struggling to remember the memories I lost and I knew the living had my answers… it amazes me, to this day, I haven’t gone off on them, like they went off on me… an they are the christians… the so called good people… gee if Falwell is an example of good people…. Ewwwww…. just beyond ewwwwww….

The one thing that bugs me about this journey, is how the stenosis, myelopathy and neuropathy all play into my brain an impact my ability to not see the caboose go past me and me running after it…. it really is frustrating and alzhiemers all the way, can’t spell today…

It is very sad that my son, my mother, my sister, my brother, my aunt… all played me and played me just tight enough… to where I am no longer a part of their lives… I like games, but not when people try to manipulate me an oh my goodness did they try and when it didn’t work, I became invisible and guess what, I’m staying that way…

I find it harder every day to write about this stuff… I’m there, I’m at the end of the journey… it’s just clean up from here on out and you reading about my goofy thoughts or insights… an after a while, that too will bore, you an me…

So like I said before, not sure what to do about this blog and my domains…

At some point in time, the pot has to go bye, bye, but until they cut on me and do the implants.. the buzz helps with the pain of the body… the mind, the mind is where I thought it would be… doing what it does best, moving on… time doesn’t slow down because I have assholes in my life, so I’m not waiting an I quit watching… so… yea, time to move on…

Out of thoughts… I guess the real reason for the confab… I quit doubting myself and I quit asking for reassurance…

I’m home…

Adorable Spite will always remember Margie….

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