Doctor: Saturday a week ago? So we’re nine days out. Okay, you need to let your brain heal. No exercising. Be a slug. While the muscle mass diminishes (she shrugged regretfully). Wait on the driving till you feel better. Let’s see, what can you do while you’re lying around when you don’t want to lie around…
Me, helpfully: I could knit!
That got me questions about brainpower vs knitting and I said some knitting requires full attention and some is absolutely brainless (and my current project is in between. I left that detail out.)
Doctor: Definitely brainless. Rest it.
Me: (Crud.)
So yeah, it’s been like that and will continue like that for a little while. The motivation though is that after this, my seventh concussion, not to let how things are right now become the new normal.
Later… The mailman delivered a stack of catalogs and for no real reason I always feel like I have to at least leaf through them. Or in the case of some, a fast flipflipflipflipokaydonetoss.
This one page stopped me. Blink. I looked it up online to see if what was there matched. It did.
That model’s legs and my brain: they are both a little bit inside out. (Or at least till that company figures out what everybody’s looking at.)