If anyone out there happened to wonder at the lack of solid
Conservative reading material (mine)offered lately, I have an excuse. As mentioned before, there’s been some
problems with medications. If you want to feel as though you’re in a nether
world, let your blood sugars rage. When blood sugars are out of whack – either
too high or too low – it affects your thinking. In fact, it is difficult to
form coherent thoughts at all.
A couple of months ago I invited a young fellow over to
straighten out my computer, which seems to be in the intermediate stages of
developing artificial intelligence – it really does have a mind of its own.
When he arrived I was in a blue funk. I couldn’t think to tell him my username
or password or … anything ! For him, it must have been a spooky experience. He
left with a promise to return the next day, but I never saw him again.
I went through a time when I was having way too many of
these experiences. Things settled down a little – the episodes were fewer and
not as severe, though it is “spooky,” to feel yourself drifting off, light
headed and not quite able to form a thought. You “awaken” to wonder where you
are and what just happened, and I must say, a bit frightened, on occasion.
I had just gotten past the foggy episodes when I went to see
a dermalogist for a rash that had developed on my face and wouldn’t go away.
The doctor, obviously looking for a silver bullet, prescribed doxicycline, an
antibiotic intended for serious infections. One of its many side effects is
confusion; and boy, oh, boy, that’s what I needed more of – confusion. I truly
had a terrible time getting past this confusion. It was everywhere, and came on
willy-nilly, leaving me sitting there staring into space or wondering how I got
where I was.
I think its cleared away, the foggy days are fewer. My
primary wants me to see a neurosurgeon, although I don’t know what good it will
do. But with all the different doctors I’ve been seeing and all the different
prescriptions I’m told will make me better, who am I to argue? But I do pay
closer attention to side effects.
If you are taking more than one med for what ails you, check
the side effects. You’ll be amazed at what your system is putting up with.
Several of the ones I’m taking mention drowsiness, loss of balance, confusion,
yadda, yadda – little wonder I stagger once in awhile, feel sleepy a lot and
sometimes feel confused. Why shouldn’t I? I’ve got three or four drugs in me to
make sure I do. All you can ask is that these drugs do what they are intended
to do.
It’s not that I had not intended to keep up with my writing.
I had quite a stack of initial attempts to entertain you. But half way through
each piece they stop. It’s pretty obvious what occurred. I ran out of things to
say, and, later, couldn’t remember what I was trying to say in the first place.
They have just been deleted. I refuse to allow them to continue confusing me.
It is maddening to try to decipher something you’d just written and can’t make
hide nor hair of. You’re never sure if it’s the side effects or encroaching age.
The same was happening with books I was trying to read. I would read a paragraph
then forget what I just read – or perhaps I simply wasn’t understanding it in
the first place. Same with television –
the whole memory thing was a washout.
I think I’m thinking fairly straight nowadays. I have my
moments but, all in all, thinking is running fairly smooth. We’ll see how it
goes.
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