I liken my H’s brain to mush.

No concept of time, no recall of conversations, unless it is something that serves his purpose and he can turn it around on me. Or someone else, but usually me.

It is the way that their minds work during this, for whatever reason.

Kickme, I too have found that my mind is not what it used to be and I don’t know that it is age. I need lists now. I need reminders. I cannot multitask well. I think it has to do with the amount of stress at the beginning of all of this and the brain decides that the only way to get things done, is to tackle it one thing at a time. It can be very frustrating.

But I also sort of like it. I have slowed down a bit. I am more focused on the task at hand and not worrying about what else there is to do.



"Acceptance doesn't mean resignation. It means understanding that something is what it is and there's got to be a way through it."--Michael J. Fox