Yesterday was a tough day.. I woke up with so much tingling in my face.. I took some medication that is supposed to help.. but it changed nothing.. I tried to log onto B of A for my EDD report, and I couldn't figure out how to do it.. Al always tells me to stop and walk away.. I forgot about doing that.. I just kept trying to figure it out and I got worse and worse until I was completely confused.. I have to remember to stop when I feel that way. He said that we have discussed doing that.. but I don't remember the conversation.. My memory is no better than a gnat's.. So I cancelled seeing some wonderful friends, and just laid down the rest of the day.. Today my face is still tingling, so I am not going to do financial things today. I wrote this poem yesterday, to try to process what was going on.
Confused
by Barb Berens
12.06.2013
Sometimes the tingling in my face
Is beyond ignoring
My mind can’t focus or think right
And I am just confused
So I think of what I know
What I am not confused about
How I am loved and cared for
No matter what my brain is doing
If I can relax about it all
And not give in to being upset
If I can just rest in stillness
Then I won’t worry or be concerned
Confusion is just temporary
A state of mix up
And 1 + 2= 36
Does it really matter?
I like it when I think
On the things that bless
Not the things that upset
I can rest, be confident and loved.
by Barb Berens
12.06.2013
Sometimes the tingling in my face
Is beyond ignoring
My mind can’t focus or think right
And I am just confused
So I think of what I know
What I am not confused about
How I am loved and cared for
No matter what my brain is doing
If I can relax about it all
And not give in to being upset
If I can just rest in stillness
Then I won’t worry or be concerned
Confusion is just temporary
A state of mix up
And 1 + 2= 36
Does it really matter?
I like it when I think
On the things that bless
Not the things that upset
I can rest, be confident and loved.