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I forget a lot of things - lately. But, wait, I was always a forgetful kind of person! I blame it on having a busy mind that is going a mile-a-minute and things just sometimes get lost in the shuffle... kinda like that coconut shell game where you have to pick the coconut with the ball under it!
I've forgotten all kinds of things!
For example, I forgot...
- to pack all of my clothes while visiting a hotel. At least 7 months later, as fall was approaching, I realized I was missing two jackets that were a cornerstone of my wardrobe. I did the Winnie-the-Pooh, hand to forehead, "think, think, think" thing. I realized that I had last seen the clothes while on a business trip - I called the hotel and they still had my jackets - and a pair of pants - and a shirt! My God, how does one walk off and leave that amount of clothing and not realize it for months?!!
- the names of the notes on the G clef - I took guitar lessons in high school and learned the notes. I had to learn piano in college...and relearned the notes. I took violin lessons with my son and had to learn the notes all over again!! To this day I have to use the mnemonic: Every Good Boy Does Fine. Somehow I guess the wiring in my brain for this sort of thing has been short circuited!
- that I had an x-ray to determine if I had thyroid problems! Shortly after giving birth to my first child the OB/Gyn suggested I have this X-ray as he noticed I had an enlarged thyroid. I had the test, which required a huge shot of a radioactive isotope. The results were non-conclusive. A year later another doctor suggested the same procedure. I TOTALLY forgot that I had the test done previously! This proves what I always suspected, a woman loses half of her brain with the placenta!
- I forgot to drop my infant at day care! Lord knows where my brain was (and it seems 'He' took care of me), but I drove right by the babysitter's house and ended up in the school parking lot. I got out of the car and opened the back door to get my book bag. There was the smiling face of my 11-month old son in his car seat! Holy cow! How did I forget to take you to day care?! If I hadn't opened the back door to get something.... This still haunts me! (Again, proof positive that brain cells migrate to the placenta and are lost during childbirth!)