Wooble

[sessifet]

I'm intrigued by my own brain at the moment. I can tell I'm not quite right, but I can't stop and be my normal self. It's like looking at myself through a thick window and the normal controls are currently offline for maintenance. So I get to sit there and watch myself throw a tantrum because the pasta is not done the way I wanted it, the pesto doesn't taste the way I wanted it and I didn't want pasta for dinner anyway and why am I being forced to eat this vile glop when I didn't want pasta for dinner to start with? Never mind that I said I wanted pasta for dinner because I obviously didn't because otherwise I'd not be so upset, but I'm hungry and no-one's feeding me and I have to think about stuff now and oh gods, make it stop.

The rest of me (the one with the coping skills and social graces and stuff) is behind the glass miming 'Oh gods. I'm so sorry, I swear I'm not usually like this!' while facepalming to infinity and wanting to die of embarassment.

Concussions are fun, yo!

Comments

[yady.livejournal.com]

Would it be in any way helpful to mention that things tasting different to you is a common symptom of concussion?

I remember when wombat had a concussion a few years back, he got rather pickier about a lot of food and drinks for a couple of weeks. In fact, I knew he was 'back to normal' the day that he picked earl grey tea over plain tea again...

[sessifet25.livejournal.com]

*nods* I do remember this from last time (which is about 20 years ago now). It's annoying that there's no handy list with stuff that will make me go 'yuck', though.

There's also irritability, light sensitivity and lots of other thingies. Words. Short attention span!

[ciciaye.livejournal.com]

I hope those symptoms go away soon *hug*

[supermouse.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry you picked up a concussion. *hugs*.