I call them slow brain days. You may have them. Getting up is a little harder than normal. Starting the day seems like work. Everything you do just seems to take more time and effort. Sometimes more time and effort than seems worthwhile.
If my teenagers had tried that years ago I would have told them they were being lazy or they were trying to get over on something. And they probably would have been.
Now years later, having survived a stroke and having part of my brain die – it is something has happens now and then. My brain just needs a break so it takes one.
I have learned to listen to my body. If I am tired at 7 or 8 pm I go to sleep. If my leg is doing the twitchy thing (that is my legs way of telling me enough) then I sit and let it rest. So it would follow that if my brain wants to go slowly, then I should take it easy and let my brain have its way.
One of the advantages of being retired and disabled is that I have the luxury of allowing my body to dictate my schedule. Why push my brain when it needs rest? I have no pressing engagements.
There have been days that are not slow brain days. However on occasion my brain will get overworked. It is not exactly a headache and my brain does not really hurt, but it lets me know it wants a time out.
Anyone who has suffered a brain injury will probably know what I mean. Those times when your brain just does not want to think, or rather not think to hard.
It is not something that we can control. We may have coping mechanisms. We may have ways to disguise those times. However, the bottom line is that the brain usually wins and we have to give it a rest. Literally.
This is just one of the many invisible disabilities that accompany brain injuries, both TBI and ABI. Brain injury survivors have two choices, fight it or accept it. I have found that fighting what my body and brain are telling me is futile.
I do stretch my limits. I do challenge both my body and my brain. However, when push comes to shove, I am overruled.
It is not the end of the world. Slow brain day, then I just take it easy. After all I have an excuse for lolling about, part of my brain died.
Previously posted on my blog Part of My Brain Died What is Your Excuse.