16.5.14

Now, I'm not thick! My boys would disagree with that, but I'm not!
The reason i put this comment is my minds wanderings this morning.
I woke at 5.20 but dozed of and on till 6.45. When i did manage to wake, i started to think of breakfast, how very unusual for me!!! I thought i may have scrambled egg on toast cos the buds have gone so i would have to have a bit of tomato sauce on it so i can taste it. But i quite like that sometimes. Then my mind reminded me of my long-standing problem of eating too fast.
I really eat much to fast, and its not good for me.
I put it down to when i was training to be a nurse in 1979. When patients went home, or dare i say, were despatched, their lunch tray would sit on the trolley, begging to be eaten. Now, we weren't allowed to do it, but being practical, logical, hungry people, we would ignore that rule.
We would take turns to say, 'Im just feeding Mr Green', and we would take our chosen food tray into the bathroom where no sister, or nursing officer would look, and we would woof it down pretty darn quick.
My bad habit started then and was exacerbated when i had children. 3 boys within 6 years, all needing feeding or help with feeding at the same time, as well as trying to feed myself, quickly of course.
Now i started to think about my boys ages, or more importantly to this story, how many months apart they are.
For 24 years i have said they are 1 year and 10 months apart. Joe feb 1990, Sam april 1988, and Chris june 1986.
I have been laying here trying to work it out, i don't know why cos i already know the answer. But..... could i work it out?
No i couldn't. I convinced myself it was 1 year and 2 months. How i got to this figure i don't know. But i lay here amazed that id got it wrong for 24 years.
Eventually i returned to my 24year discovery of 1 year and 10 months.
Like i say, I'm not thick. How did this happen? It can only be my new friend 'chemo brain'. Its soul destroying. I feel like I'm a waste of space (don't take that too seriously, its said tongue in water retention cheek).  Ive noticed my typing is not as good, i make so many mistakes, spelling mistakes which i never had a problem with. Ive always been good at spelling. Thank goodness for Google. My memory is far far worse. And i find i put things in the wrong places, can't find things, and sometimes, i hate to say, my driving suffers. Not in a dangerous way, but i go the complete opposite way to where i want to go!
My normal, logical, practical brain is pickled. It is now a jelly bean. Jillybean has a jellybean!
And after all that, i forgot my scrambled eggs and had cornflakes!