For a while now I've been feeling like my brain has been non-cooperative. I can't remember a time when my memory has been worse (not to mention my jokes). Someone will say something and I'll think of a witty comeback or apropos pop culture reference, but I'll forget an important name or catchphrase before I'm able to say it.
As someone who prides herself on being on the witty end of the peanut gallery, you cannot imagine how troublesome this is. It's affecting my entire life: I don't call up friends, I haven't written a journal entry since November, I flake on a lot of extra-curricular activities for no reason.
So, I went to a neuro-psych and took a bunch of tests that included tests on memory, sequencing, facial recognition, math, spelling, grammar, hand-eye coordination. I felt bad taking it because it seemed clear to me that these tests were for people who had been in horrible car accidents, like in that movie The Lookout where the kid from 3rd Rock from the Sun was really fucked up.
(Good movie, btw.)
Anyway, my test results not only showed that I had no damage to my brain, but also that I was "very gifted" and in the "top 6%" of whatever. And you know what?
I took that to mean that, once again, I was not living up to my potential.
That also means that my memory loss is due to "uncontrolled depression and anxiety". In other words, it's all in my head.
Awesome.
As someone who prides herself on being on the witty end of the peanut gallery, you cannot imagine how troublesome this is. It's affecting my entire life: I don't call up friends, I haven't written a journal entry since November, I flake on a lot of extra-curricular activities for no reason.
So, I went to a neuro-psych and took a bunch of tests that included tests on memory, sequencing, facial recognition, math, spelling, grammar, hand-eye coordination. I felt bad taking it because it seemed clear to me that these tests were for people who had been in horrible car accidents, like in that movie The Lookout where the kid from 3rd Rock from the Sun was really fucked up.
(Good movie, btw.)
Anyway, my test results not only showed that I had no damage to my brain, but also that I was "very gifted" and in the "top 6%" of whatever. And you know what?
I took that to mean that, once again, I was not living up to my potential.
That also means that my memory loss is due to "uncontrolled depression and anxiety". In other words, it's all in my head.
Awesome.
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1 comment:
well, thank god you're only in the top 6% -- if you were in the top 1% where would that leave me? 6% leaves plenty of cream at the top for me to bask in. Also, your wittiness had BETTER improve - i'm looking for some competition in this blog thing - no fun if you just roll over and play dead (or low blood sugar). keep it up! - kak
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