Last Wednesday I had gotten the mandatory TB test for hospital employees. It's to be read 2-3 days after being given. I forgot on Friday to have it read at the downtown hospital where I work. I forgot on Saturday to have it read at Blodgett on my way to coffee with the girls. Sunday morning I awoke with the frantic need to have it read, so I drove to Blodgett's ER on the way to church, only to discover I was a day late. Today I had a retest, and now I must for the next two days constantly remind myself to have it read on Wednesday afternoon. My only hope is to remember to add it to my online calendar tomorrow at work, so that it will keep popping up on my computer screen on Wednesday.
My mind is normally forgetful. I like to compare myself (in private only) to Einstein, who would wander outside in his pajamas while cogitating on the mysteries of the universe. Sunday morning I forgot the stop sign at Fuller and .... (sorry, forgot the name of the street). I sailed right through, then spent the rest of the way to church asking forgiveness for being such a menace on the road.
When asked how my day has gone, sometimes my mind draws a blank. What did I do today? Or, introducing the students who've lived with us for four months to the small group members I've been meeting with for two years, I cannot for the life of me remember their first names.
Well, that could be brain freeze. I did remember the name of the dog owned by my sister-in-law's in-laws fifteen years ago, a dog we met only once but remember because the entire house smelled like wet dog fur. His name was Jacob.
On an unrelated note, here is something else we did today:
He's a Bichon-Shih Tzu mix, only ten weeks old. We drove an hour in the darkness and pouring rain to check him out, fell in love with his habit of putting his chin to rest on your chest, and drove back home with him.
The nice thing about him is, I don't have to remember his name, because we haven't given him one yet.
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