Guest guest Posted April 25, 2002 Report Share Posted April 25, 2002 Zeker leuk (certainly fun) om 'n berichtje in het Nederlands tegen te komen (to come accross a message in Dutch). I've never gotten past being terribly homesick - al is het meer dan twintig jaar (even though it is over 20 years). Zekere dagen brengt het me tranen in m'n ogen (some days it can bring tears to my eyes). As far as te brain fogg, everything is taking me twice as long to process, my hands are clumsy and my eyesight fuzzy unless I can take even longer to focus them properly, the sheer effort is exhausting and the results sub-standard to what I was used to and more importantly what others had become used to from me. I may appear to function adequately if you've never known me, but to those who do the lagging behind is obvious, and this above all else has made me unemployable. The harder I try to bring my level of competence up the worse it becomes. Very depressing having to let your abilites slide downhill, especially for a control freak like me. Fortunately I have a sense of humour which keeps me from hanging myself, and I did learn to occasionally accept a helping hand. What I am not able to register is that this is terminal, I can say it and write it but I cannot feel it. Might help that I spent my formative years as a hippie taking everything as it comes while never expecting to make it past 25 (which means I've been on borrowed time for about 23 years). I fear losing my independence most, I'd like to die before losing it, not interested in prolonging as life which has no more value than just being around, like a piece of furniture, just in the hope a cure is found. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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