Remember "Just Thinking Aloud"?
I actually do, too.
However, I do NOT at all remember "More Thinking About Gender - From 19 Feb" (posted this past Sunday). Not even a little. I'm very happy with it. I seem to have been writing exceptionally well that night. But it was written after I took my Ambien and I recall absolutely NOTHING of writing it. Nothing. I am thinking that it is time to set up an appointment with my doctor and start the weening process, because I would like my brain back, thank you very much!
More distressing, when I read it I realised that I have no idea who made the comment about my original gender musings... How sad it that? I clearly knew who the perpetrator was when I wrote the posting! I am scaring myself. A lot!
However, I do NOT at all remember "More Thinking About Gender - From 19 Feb" (posted this past Sunday). Not even a little. I'm very happy with it. I seem to have been writing exceptionally well that night. But it was written after I took my Ambien and I recall absolutely NOTHING of writing it. Nothing. I am thinking that it is time to set up an appointment with my doctor and start the weening process, because I would like my brain back, thank you very much!
More distressing, when I read it I realised that I have no idea who made the comment about my original gender musings... How sad it that? I clearly knew who the perpetrator was when I wrote the posting! I am scaring myself. A lot!
I'm sure you are wondering what the possible benefits are to this. I take it so that I have a full night's sleep under my pillow for the next day. I only take Sunday through Wednesday nights. (I certainly cannot ride and take this - and I suffer for it on Friday). The thing is, I wake up feeling great - refreshed, awake, ready to go and I feel that way all day. I can function super-well and this is the value of a full night of sleep (for myself I need 8 full hours; back in 1991 I was sick, really sick, for several weeks, around four months. I had all sorts of weird symptoms and one of the lasting effects was needing 10 - 11 hours of sleep per night. It was crazy. In the last seven or eight years it has dropped back to a more normal 8 hours).
What started this was a profound lack of sleep due to Luis' mega-decibel snoring. I actually lost one job due to not being able to focus and get things done and then I became testy about it - not my normal MO. Turns out that the cause was lack of sleep and it did not take a brain surgeon to figure out why my sleep was poor. After exhausting all sorts of options, I asked my doctor for help on this.
Unfortunately I will have to wait until my next vacation to wean myself off of this - I don't want to not sleep for several work nights in a row if that is the price to be paid... that would not be worth it.
It's time for the RNFAS monthly meeting and I have to go. This is not actually what was upsetting me earlier... THAT is still upsetting and at some point I will talk about it (much as I do many things...) and then maybe I will be better able to wrap my mind around it. But this thing... with my memory... something else to be upset about.
Groan...
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