Where oh where have I set my brain?...

The last few days I've noticed an increase my forgetfulness, ditziness, and idiot moments. Here are just a few examples to illustrate that I am, indeed, losing my mind---these are just the ones I can remember....there are so many!:

1. I constantly walk into rooms with a clear purpose only to make it to that room and forget completely what I so urgently needed in said room. Frustrating.

2. I was brusing my teeth and when I was finished, I reached over turned the light off, put my toothbrush away and walked out....walked back in thinking something seemed not quite right...I forgot to turn off the faucet and rinse my toothbrush.

3. The other day while I was meeting with a new patient I tried THREE times to write the correct date on my paperwork in the same spot. My brain literally could not get it together and I wrote the following attempts: 13/09 (not quite); 2 (long pause thinking what to put next)/08; oops, wrong again, 2/13/09 (oh, so close, good order, but wrong date! And this was my last patient of the day, I had been successfully writing the correct date all day and then suddenly I lacked all capabilities to do so)

4. Tim and I went out with some friends for dinner (a rare event). While we know them pretty well I am still getting to know them better each time we go out. Anyway, Tim was talking about someone he use to work with and he referred to him as Chinese. I hit him (gently of course) and said, "Tim, you're not supposed to call them that! It's not PC." Tim looked at me and said, "Melissa, he's from China, he is Chinese. It's what he is. LIke we are American." Right. Oops, I was thinking of the term "Oriental" and that being incorrect. Our friends were nice enough to pretend it was a common mistake...right. They were biting their tongues hard, I'm sure!

5. I was spelling a word to Tim in front of Alex, a common word at that. A word, lets say you might have learned to spell in first grade and were probably reading it in kindergarten. I don't remember the exact word (imagine that) but it was like the word ice cream or something. And instead of remembering that 'ea' makes a long e sound, I reverted back to phenetical spelling (circa kindergarten/first grade) and spelled it with two e's. And didn't realize I spelled it totally wrong until Tim was still staring at me probably wondering if I really had lost my brain or wondering if I had been drinking all day.

6. The other morning before I left for work I made at least six consecutive trips up and down my stairs all with the same goal (to get my cell phone I left in the bathroom) but left the upstairs the first five times without it. In the brief moments I would make it up the stairs I would get side tracked and do something else and completely forget that the only reason I kept going up there was to get the darn phone. For example, I brought down some dirty dishes (no phone); I walked into Alex's room and stood for a moment, looked around, put some clothes in her laundry basket and walked out and went back down stairs(still no phone), went back up got sucked into the news on the radio that I leave on for Cooper, sat on the bed for a second, remembered I needed to put on deodorant and went back downstairs (still no phone, and I even made it into the correct room with the phone this time...at least I was getting warmer)...the wasted trips go on.

Perhaps I will get it together this week. I hope. I don't really have the luxury to be forgetful with the sort of job I have. Perhaps tomorrow I will wake up and my brain will be back. I will keep you loyal (two) readers posted.