I'm insane and I can prove it

Ben commented that he remembers me being diagnosed in 2000.  This upset me NO END, because he's got a steel trap for a mind, and it would mean I was both wrong AND insane.  When I googled the steel trap term, in case my foreign reader is not familiar with it, I discovered it wasn't quite what I wanted.  "Mind like a steel trap" implies quickness and speedy grasp of facts, and he's already got a big head when it comes to his brain, so I searched again. 

I then looked up the phrase "an elephant never forgets", which fits the purpose of the post.  Plus the rage of the elephants is the same feeling I felt at my brain, because I generally have to concede to his elephant brain, despite my tendency to argue with him.  That's what we do, he and I, we argue. 

After reading his comment, my mind, unlike an elephant brain OR a steel trap, went to it's Memory Bank, and recalled the 2 pieces of documentation which I based my statement about being dx'd in November of 2003.  I seemed to be able to recall said documents with the clarity of a magnifying glass, that's how clearly it was etched in my brain.  As an added bonus, I even remembered exactly where said documents were.  I went directly to them.  Yes, indeed, there they were, in all my "aha!!" glory.  And how adorable  - an elephant to help me remember!

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Click on pictures to enlarge if need be.  My hands are shaking today (OH NO PARKINSON'S!) so they are blurry and I'm too impatient to set up the tripod.  Note the dates.  Sept 11, 2003 and October 13, 2003.  These are my appointments to the physical rehab doctor, and the psychologist whom I went to.... oh damn it.  Yesterday, in my mind, those were the appointments that told me I had MS.  Obviously, yesterday my brain was in the toilet (court) and I was stressed, and I should remember that nothing in my brain can be trusted when stressed. 

Today, those are the appointments that I had to go to in order to qualify for DISABILITY.  Which makes sense, because I kept working as a Administrative Assistant for a year, and then had a part-time job cooking for mentally disabled people for a year and a half, and THEN I applied for disability, which I got 7 months after applying.  Which was a record evidently, cause most people have to apply 1 or 2 more times, which usually take 2-3 years.  Can I say "which" any more times? 

I tell ya - between going thru all the pictures a couple weeks ago in order to post a picture of my sister for her birthday, reading all my poems a couple days ago, and going thru my medical records yesterday... I've been tripping up over my past in a BIG way, and it ain't pretty.  It wears me out. 

So, Ben is right and I am wrong. 

Again.

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Comments

[TC]

Whew. I remembered 2000 also but I wasn't going to say anything. I don't like to be wrong. :)