Friday, July 05, 2024

Where did this foggy brain come from?

 Up at 3:30 a.m. unable to sleep bc of a nagging inability to "unlock" a locked-up financial account. Finally got up and started gathering together ALL the items of info that I have on this matter, wrote an email to the person who has gotten me thus far and thought I could get to the finish line on my own. Rats.

I've been thinking about this dilemma overtime in the last few days. A miasma of fog seems to have invaded my brain (temporarily, I hope)----where did it come from and when did it start? I have turned my very good brain toward figuring out the source and I think I have!

I DON'T think it's alzheimers creeping up. I do think it may be a result of having spent the past year without any sense of responsibility for anything but going to meals at Kamlu. I totally got out of the habit of checking over my bank accounts, out of the knowledge that I didn't have any responsibility at all, that the facility was taking care of everything.
I didn't even have to make my bed--the housekeeper did that. Others did all the daily tasks that I would normally perform (well, they didn't brush my teeth for me). I just showed up, having had no need to plan for anything except being on time for meals, and now my habitual practices of watching my finances, sorting papers and storing them for future reference, doing laundry on a certain day, keeping track of IRS records/donations, etc.,having regular weekly "duties" to another entity (church, friends, various health appointments, etc.)----these have all gone by-the-by and need to be reinstated.
I'm working on the hypothesis that these are habits that can be easily reestablished, with some degree of conscientiousness, that I am not actually losing my marbles and can regain these strengths with a little practice.
But the word to the wise from MsKitty is this: if you decide to go to senior living accommodations, think ahead about your normal routines and make a pledge to continue them in some fashion. Exercising the brain and the internal habit-former might save you some sleepless nights down the road.