This is the beginning of a new tangle. I woke up, made some coffee and sat down to tangle a little before I go out to do a final cleanup on the patio. My hands tremble more than usual this morning...so it this pattern is quite different than Suzanne McNeil's "River." I had difficulty making the pen go where I wanted.
The neurologist at the MS Clinic told me this week that my brain has short circuits. There is nothing they can do for it.
Sipping my coffee as I "drew" the lines, I was feeling bad about the evidence of my impaired small motor control staring back at me. I used to have perfect control over my lines and my writing. I used to do calligraphy, used to teach it to others at craft classes. These days, I even type, Post-it notes because my writing is so bad.
A friend sends me daily horoscopes, just for fun, and the email arrived with today's horoscope. What a shock I had when I read the subject line. It is Friday. I did not go to work today, thinking it was Saturday. I knew the day last night, I was confused this morning. Will have to start leaving notes on the night table so I am told what day it is when I wake up. I called in sick...I can't let them know.
