Critter Mom
Member Since 2014
See what I mean!!!... that that ...
You would not believe the amount of editing that my posts need before hitting the Reply button: on the first pass they look like gibberish.
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See what I mean!!!... that that ...
For myself, my PTSD etc. makes it extremely difficult to assimilate information (I cannot split focus), especially anything novel, and even the smallest of changes to anything freaks me out. When presented with any processing challenge - reading/writing, grocery websites, someone talking on the phone - my brain reacts to whatever's incoming the way a moth would react were it to take a night flight down the strip in Las Vegas. Complete overload. Then some sort of circuit breaker trips and everything - everything! - I was trying to hold onto in my working memory just disappears.
A great deal of the time when I'm trying to read I can't remember the start of a sentence by the time I get to the finish, so I end up reading and re-reading it until I get the sense of it. So tiring. When it comes to writing, regurgitating something onto a page that has been dinned into my brain through countless repetitions doesn't require much assimilation but I tend to be very wordy (you'll see that by the length of many of my posts here) because the cognitive impairment means I can't really précis my thoughts any more. It's the same when I have to speak to people: I can't stop talking and I feel really embarrassed about it. Think nervous talker on speed.![]()
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Now, if I could just get myself to EDIT before post....smh...See what I mean!!!
You would not believe the amount of editing that my posts need before hitting the Reply button: on the first pass they look like gibberish.
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And how.it changes the way your brain functions sometimes to the point you don't recognize yourself.
And how.
Actually now I feel I really am a different person. Memories of life before the PTSD actually feel like they belong to another person; there's some sort of disconnect. It's like living with the ghost of someone else inside your head or being a peeping Tom when recalling one's own past. Very discomfiting. Very weird.
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I'm glad you mentioned it, I put some notes in there about her food changes and such.