Chemo brain has adversely affected me and my writing. I read things that I've written and I get scared. I can't remember writing it or even thinking it. It is scary to try to pull on parts of my memory, wanting so badly to be able to remember certain events, only to draw a blank. I can't imagine how my sweet grandma Melva felt having been diagnosed with Dimentia. Memory loss is a very scary ordeal, indeed.
Along with the memory issues, I have a hard time concentrating. I can't multitask worth a lick anymore, either. Sniff. Sniff.
Yet ... I am working on keeping better written notes, calendars, and journals to better help myself when my brain can't find the event in question. This seems to help. I consciously work to stay on task, and I keep my tasks, conversations, and projects to a short, doable amount of time. All these little tricks are helping.
Regardless, I hope to start writing again soon. I honestly don't think it will happen before I take a real break from chemo, but who knows? Some days I feel so courageous, I go so far as to open a new word document. When it happens, I'm sure I'll be publicly expressing my joy ... loudly.
Until that day, let's keep reading. Shall we?