Brain, Interrupted

I’ve been sitting here in front of my computer for well over an hour, staring at the screen and willing myself to come up with a post that sounds even marginally intelligent. It’s one of those days when my brain is full of totally unrelated crap that I can’t string together in any logical way. Please bear with me as I try to give you something that’s readable…..

(Checks weather. It’s raining. Boo.)

I’m back to where I can’t concentrate on reading again. My attention span is pathetic, and I’ve got two perfectly good library books I haven’t even started yet. I’m also trying to study this week’s Scriptures that I’m reading at Mass this coming Sunday, and I’m just not feeling it. I hate this…..I thought I’d finally overcome it. Not sure what tbe trouble is, but I’ve been kind of jumpy all over so I suppose it comes with the territory.

(Ear bud slips out. Why does it take five minutes to fix it?)

I don’t think I mentioned this before, but my youngest son just got accepted to nursing school at my old alma mater. He starts this fall. To say that I’m proud of him doesn’t even begin to cover it—I am ECSTATIC! It’s the first leg of his journey toward becoming a nurse practitioner; right now he wants to work either in ER or psych.

Heh. You should’ve heard him this morning on the phone, holding forth on the subject of bipolar disorder. He’s working with someone who’s been diagnosed but doesn’t believe they have it. Maybe they do and maybe they don’t, but as we all know, bipolars aren’t always good at being insightful as to their condition. Even if they don’t think they’re bipolar.

(WTF?? Now I’m staring stupidly at the screen again.)

Anyway, he was describing the manic behaviors he was seeing in this person and sounding like an expert in what they needed to control the illness. Which in a way he is, given the fact that he grew up with ME. Who knew it would be useful one day?

(Another friggin’ typo. Pfffttthhh.)

And so it goes.