UGH! Me think good type smart!

I had back surgery a week ago–update on that coming in another post–and one of the medications I’m on (Neurontin) is a nerve-calming agent that also, shall we say, fuzzes the brain. It’s like the paths neurons must travel are far more tangled, so little things like word recognition and recall are blurred. I try to express myself coherently and end up sounding like I’ve had one too many. Even here, where I have the luxury of time to best compose my thoughts, I find words missing, thoughts jumbled, and hypotheses not thought through (or at least, unable to express the thinking behind them).

Me smart type good think hard fight ignorance yeah!

Blurg.

Founds samiliar.

Today I actually uttered the phrase, “I fotally thorgot.”