Ever since I was diagnosed in January, probably even before then, when I was admitted to the hospital I’ve been trying to focus on not overthinking everything. No freaking out over the smallest things, no thinking that every little thing/pain/discomfort etc is a symptom of my disease. I have to say, it’s easier said than done. I think I have bladder/bowel issues, the type that make my life tricky and unreliable. It makes me feel like shit to be honest. I say I think because I’m not sure how long it’s been going on. Why? Well, read on.
I’ve also been having memory issues. Not huge ones, but significant enough to be concerned. I forget things on and off, big or small. It’s very disturbing. I am now having to rely heavily on N keeping track of things for me, which is not always a reassuring thought since he’s always been somewhat bad at remembering stuff. It’s a focus thing for him. Or actually, its probably a lazy thing. He’s relied on me keeping track of things for years and now the tables have turned. I just hope he has the energy to put up with me.