Laughing at/with myself.
I have minor aphasia issues related to a brain injury from a car accident 2.5 years ago.
This past year has been a journey of learning about deficits, impairments and acceptance. Acceptance being the hardest part.
However, there are times you can choose to cry or laugh. Today has been a long day. Good but long. I was visiting with my daughter and I was trying to tell her to hold that thought, I needed to go to the:
"Bladder Room"
aka the Bathroom
I can think the word and the wrong thing comes out and sometimes I just can't thing of the word and the next best thing gets said! Oh my Goodness... I said "Bladder Room." I knew it wasn't correct but I just couldn't for the life of me think of the room.
So I followed up with, "that isn't the right word, but I can't figure it out" Chuckles.. So the kids start listing off alternatives: Bathroom, Powder Room, Restroom, Potty, the Loo, the Little Boys Room, the Little Girls Room...
I am so glad they can laugh with me.
So then I asked them to remember some of my other funny "sayings."
Chocolate Spray Paint ~ Chalk board Spray Paint (mis-heard and repeated)
"The Boy" "The Girl" ~ When I can't remember names or just literally can't make my mouth work to say the names... Sometimes followed up with hand motions to indicate size.
The "BOX" ~ microwave
Sometimes I have to describe things like the refrigerator. "The cold thing....box"
I once wanted a Pepsi and couldn't say anything, all I could do is make a slurp sound with my lips.. I need a **slurp slurp sound.** That resulted in a 30 thing guessing game. Straw, water, cup, and on and on...
It can be frustrating, but it can be completely hysterical. Sometimes, it is best to laugh.
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