Granny's gone and done it again

any time you get knocked out no matter how short a time you should be seen. He aint going. I know this already. His testicles and lack of insurance prevents him but I would actually feel better about it if someone would spend the night w/ him. Even if it was a lady of the night !



Yeah at least when I had my accident I never lost consciousness. I managed to get back in the house and called my husband who drove all night with me on the phone to get to me t check me out.
 
I have a condition where I do not remember faces. I meet people and then meet them again and I have no clue who they are. People get offended and I do not have the nerve to tell them I have a brain injury that makes me "face blind"
Husband and kids I have no problem recognizing. New people it takes time and many many meets before I can recall I ever met the person. Putting a name to the face is a long process. It is why I do not leave the house without the husband. He helps me know who it is when we run into people out at the stores.
Thats interesting. I used to be the same but not as bad. It seems like it changed to I remember faces now and not names. I think that part is pretty common.
 
Thats interesting. I used to be the same but not as bad. It seems like it changed to I remember faces now and not names. I think that part is pretty common.


I mean like I have no clue I have ever met people. It is common after brain injury. It is called Prosopagnosia or face blindness. I never had this problem before the injury. Not recalling names is common, but I meant I have no clue that I have ever met a person. Not a drop of recognition or an inkling that I have ever met people.
It is why when I am not expecting people I go to the door with my gun. I am also hostile to anybody showing up. Like the druggie up the hill. He has no clue why I am always a mean snot to him when he shows up here. I have no clue who he is until he starts with his list of complaints.
Only happens for people I have met since the incident.
 
The cat I bottle fed came up missing on Monday. He’s basically a Garfield, never far from the food dish. We’ve looked all over. We sent pics to the neighbors and the ones husband walks the roads for exercise. Spotted a cat. So after work today we drove by. I had to crawl down in the ditch to get him. He was over a mile from home. I’ve bawled my eyes out for hours.

I’m trying to figure out how to keep going. It was a hard hit to my heart.
Aw geez, so sorry, Allie.
 
I mean like I have no clue I have ever met people. It is common after brain injury. It is called Prosopagnosia or face blindness. I never had this problem before the injury. Not recalling names is common, but I meant I have no clue that I have ever met a person. Not a drop of recognition or an inkling that I have ever met people.
It is why when I am not expecting people I go to the door with my gun. I am also hostile to anybody showing up. Like the druggie up the hill. He has no clue why I am always a mean snot to him when he shows up here. I have no clue who he is until he starts with his list of complaints.
Only happens for people I have met since the incident.
I meant mine was common. I know your problems are not.
Did you ever see the movie 50 first dates ?
 

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