Then we went to visit my husband's grandma. After dinner we played a card game called Noosh?(I have no idea how to spell that).
Normally when I try to imagine potential scenerios, it goes something like this:
if A, then B.
if B then ..... (wait, what was A again?).
But yesterday I was able to imagine, C, D, E...
Also, spending 2 hours focused on my sister's paper, providing intelligent feedback, is not something I can always do.
So I'm currently feeling cautiously excited! I have no idea what changed or if it will stay like this, but I'm enjoying it while I can!
Reading has always been my passion so I wonder how much I let myself feel discouraged by not being able to read, and not try as hard at other things? Because even if I'm having a bad day reading, it doesn't immediately mean I wont be able to think clearly (although I think they usually correlate).
Finding out about the Oculormotor Dysfunction was really helpful - it validated my experiences and gave me motivation to try to find ways to cope. Although it scares me that my brain isn't giving my eyes the right message, and that it's gotten worse over time, at least I know why I feel like pulling my hair out every time I try to read. It also explains why I love writing so much, but hate going back to read what I just wrote - which I always found ironic.