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Rampant Stupidity

by Mary Stebbins Taitt · 256 words

I am, unfortunately, fairly intolerant of stupidity, and the worst stupidity is MY OWN! :-(

I had a mammogram today and this morning, I went looking for the required procedure order. We'd had company for my son's graduation and I'd done a whirlwind cleaning, but I remembered putting the order "somewhere safe--where I'd remember where it was."

Right.

I looked everywhere. All the usual and unusual places I could think of. Then, I looked everywhere AGAIN. No luck.

I called the GYN and asked them to fax a new copy of the order to the hospital. They needed the fax number and I couldn't find it.

Once more, I searched and searched. I became truly frantic! Suddenly, I remembered where the order was--clipped right in front of my face on the hutch to my desk! I'd put it there the day the company was coming and got so used to seeing it that it became invisible to me.

DUH!

That wasn't the end of it, there were more mini-misfortunes before I made it to the hospital. Trouble with the car, construction delays, rain, difficult parking and so on, but they weren't as annoying as my own stupidity. I did make it, finally. Now, I have something else clipped to the hutch door--the procedure order for the next test--this time, I hope I remember.

My mother had dementia, and died of it, and I hope this isn't the beginning of my own dementia. I hope it's normal benign forgetfulness, but at times, it doesn't feel that benign!