memories

Chemo Brain is real.  Some people aren't affected by it all, while others suffer to varying degrees.  My brain still isn't the same.  Memories want to fly away on the breeze rather than plant themselves.  I get very frustrated, and embarrassed, by my forgetfulness.  I find myself avoiding people or situations, rather than having to confess that I don't remember this or that.  And my husband often says, "Don't you remember. . .?"  No, no I don't and I am more frustrated than anyone else by the situation.

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The American Cancer Society has an article that explains Chemo Brain if you're unfamiliar with it.

black eyed susans

Seeing Black Eyed Susans makes my mind flash to a photo taken many years ago, I must have been six or seven years old in the photo. My blond hair is in pigtails (I always liked to pretend they were dog ears) and I'm wearing a yellow bathing suit with flowers on it. I was at the creek with my mom and in the photo I'm really smiling (I look a wee bit ornery too), so I assume I must have been having fun - I usually did with my mom. Boy, was that little girl clueless about where her life would lead! I cannot even be positive that Black Eyed Susans bloomed on the banks of the creek. But in my far away memory, they are blooming there still.

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