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Thank you :)

somerandomguy said:
Question: do people know you have facial blindness? If not, this might be a good time to let everyone know.
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I think most people have an idea. I have mentioned to one coworker that I could figure out if I had met her husband before because N wasn’t there to tell me. My boss knows vaguely about it. Because of hilarious confusion some people at the circulation desk know. It probably wouldnt hurt to be extra clear on it for the next while
 
I have an acquaintance who is mostly blind. The first few times I talked with her, I felt really uncomfortable because she seemed to be looking at me in a weird way. But once she told me she's mostly blind, I instantly understood. I think it'll be that way with everyone you know, too.
 
Wow, big news and big adjustment around your lovely doggo. Wishing Nestle the very best recovery and excellent care!

This is going to be challenging, but, I must say, you have the best attitude ever!
If anyone can.pull this off and be ok, it's you littleoc.
You might even get some good laughs at awkward and disoriented moments, when you share them with people.
My guy has a brain injury and he often doesn't register or remember people he's met before, or names and he's quite excruciated and embarrassed about it. I forget names, often too, and I find, if I tell people the truth, it eases the weirdness and awkwardness factor and it draws us a little closer.
I will panic about the names thing and it makes me act weird. Sometimes it's with someone I've know a long time and had quite a bit to do with. People are surprisingly understanding when you're up front with them, I've found, I mean, not always but more often than not, in my experience.
sorry to hear/read about your pupper though, that's gotta be tough and harrowing. You are amazing though. I reckon you've got this!
Lots of love and cyber :hug::hug::hug::hug:@littleoc
 
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Poor Nestle!! I'm so sorry shes hurt :(:(
littleoc said:
This makes me very, very nervous. But I won’t die from this. Neither will Nestle. We can do this!
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Yes. You can do this - I have faith in you (and her :))

somerandomguy said:
But once she told me she's mostly blind, I instantly understood.
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I have some friends in the brain injury world that I met doing research for a book and learned so much I didn't know about how tbis worked. Some have vision issues, some have noise issues, etc. I found that when they told me straight out - "this is what I need from you" it made life for both of us easier. For example - one friend has no concept of time. She knows dark and light - but she has no idea if it is 11 am or 4 pm. So she told me to put time as a tv show. "I will be at your house at the end of the channel 2 news episode" or "It took as long as an Ellen episode". Strange? Yep. but once she told me what the problem was and how I could help her it was a total non event. It didn't change how I thought about her or anything like that. It was just helpful to know she had an issue and how I could work around it.

Maybe you will find the same with the people around you? What about saying something like -- "please say your name when you start talking to me because I have a vision issue that makes it hard to see faces"? Or something like that?
 
I’ve been making strange mistakes today. Like cutting movie parts too soon. Got some chuckles from the audience. (I have two jobs, not sure if I mentioned. Am a manager at a very old theatre (1930s). I am on call for covering people, but am not getting paid much, if anything, when I do. More like I get credits.) Also, moving very, very slowly, while no doggo was nudging me to keep me from spacing out. When collecting books, and doing a project I’ve been working on for a while, I kept walking the right direction but going too far. Also, kept on seeing the right place to go, but had a pretty delayed reaction. My boss checked on me at least four times one of those hours.

She seems really worried about me not having a dog with me. She offered to go grocery shopping for me, so I won’t go into the store alone, without a dog. That’s such a relief. That was one of my problems in Iceland — going into stores or around the city and immediately not knowing where I was. I had to call my profession on my no-battery phone so many times, when I was apparently really close to the hotel or tent. lol

Professor took it well, but my research peers started treating me like a freak. I don’t even want to mention Kiki in this diary though. She is a waste of my time. Honestly. I don’t dislike her, she just has problems and is just... we’re not on the same level? Not sure how to word that politely. I don’t want to imply that she was beneath me, but her issues certainly were. Very not smart. Didn’t get why a biologist was doing people science in Iceland. Worked out fine for me, though!

I feel really dumb and not very respectable with this, though. Maybe this is a wake up call to start getting a place ready for training my next dog, if I really can’t afford to do so.

Flashbacks are staying back though :)And despite all that above, I’m doing just fine. It’s working out, and as weird as it makes me feel, people do want to help. I’d prefer if they help the doggo tho
 
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Don’t worry, I forgot to keep my promise. I’m annoyed, yes, but also extremely amused, and in trying to stay positive also happy enough that this was the perfect timing for this “disaster”

However it is nearly 2am and I need sleep, but I need to calm down. Not that I’m extremely upset. Just overwhelmed

Which is different from not caring. Guess I’m not giving up yet

But I f*cking got a f*cking free f*cking $500 f*cking chair so that’s f*cking awesome

f*ck f*ck lol

It has a lil swivel desk on its arms and it’s upholstered and I love it

And some stranger offered to help me carry it, yelling from his car. Pulled over, took it directly to my room. I wasn’t even worried about getting robbed or anything!

To be fair I am weirdly trusting of people unless I think they’re psycho, so maybe I should be working on not inviting strangers into my house. That’s how one of my uncles died, sort of. Only he knew the guy. But still.

But no, this guy was great. Carried a 100lb chair into my room. Wheeled the dolly I borrowed back to where he’d met me. Sweet man, I hope I see him again (and he tells me) so I can thank him at least twelve more times
 
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